Post by Torienthos on Sept 20, 2009 15:42:08 GMT -5
‡ The forests were consumed with an air of clarity and natural obligations to all and anything that wove a life within its' residence. Such a plentfiul abundance was breathed upon above the lowered concealing of a mask, honed of a darkened elven steel that vised from it's rooting shirt about the broadness of burling shoulders to enwrap about chin to nose above when properly worn. The chain mail did not shimmer or reflect light at all. Nor was there any such illumination filtering through the treetops and canopy of dark greens and thick stretching browns much higher above his current position within the heights of the trees themselves. The trees were of the thick sort, easily able to be constructed upon with the adornment of homes and outposts. A hood hung over his visage, concealing even more of his features from the sight of anyone or thing nearby. The cloak it was attached to camoflauging him most discreetly to blend in with the looming apperture of the tree's rising base that spanned above him as much as it did below.
The normalcy of sounds was coherent by the long elven ears beneath his hood. The telltale whistle and echoings of the birds within the woods speaking with one another, and him in concern to the transpirings within their particular area. Little eyes that saw all and were most willing to tell him of anything of importance. Moreso of anything that was about that would bring them danger.
Within the secretions of his accouterments was something newly obtained. A scroll that held a waxed seal anoting his acceptance into the kingdom that ruled these vast lands. A breif report to one of his designated superiors obliged him and his abilities with an assignment to begin patrolling the outlying woodlands. The handful of his elven kin who remained for the better part unseen, even now, were about as well. And held to their obligation of loyalty to join him on the patrol. Something his superior had no qualm with. The woodland in this kingdom were not known to them. And as of today, were being explored and known. It's secretions and values to be discovered and known so they could be protected, if not brought to the attention of his superiors to be dealt with by their decision.
The normalcy of sounds was coherent by the long elven ears beneath his hood. The telltale whistle and echoings of the birds within the woods speaking with one another, and him in concern to the transpirings within their particular area. Little eyes that saw all and were most willing to tell him of anything of importance. Moreso of anything that was about that would bring them danger.
Within the secretions of his accouterments was something newly obtained. A scroll that held a waxed seal anoting his acceptance into the kingdom that ruled these vast lands. A breif report to one of his designated superiors obliged him and his abilities with an assignment to begin patrolling the outlying woodlands. The handful of his elven kin who remained for the better part unseen, even now, were about as well. And held to their obligation of loyalty to join him on the patrol. Something his superior had no qualm with. The woodland in this kingdom were not known to them. And as of today, were being explored and known. It's secretions and values to be discovered and known so they could be protected, if not brought to the attention of his superiors to be dealt with by their decision.