Thread: Under the Shadow of the [ e c l i p s e ]

Arioch ignored Altima's comment, thinking it best not to entertain the blond knight anymore than she already had. Instead, Miss Haughty retreated to the comfort and solitude of her room. These people she was traveling with, they were heroes. Knights. Champions. People who were selected as the Queen of Light as the people who would guard and protect the land from whatever harm would befall it. But the elf was left wondering. . .were these really those people? Valen was the only person she thought fit the role as a knight and protector. He had the presence of someone with authority, and seemed to be the kind of person who could lead an army with ease. That was really saying something, the Elf knew from experience. It had hard to earn the trust of a group of knights and get them to listen to orders. Especially if your ideas were less than conventional. Altima? She struck the High Elf as being a bit. . .off in some way. A bit unstable in a sense. As for Brand? There was no way she would have pegged him as being a knight. Not in a thousand years. There was no doubt that he was strong, but he played the part of the fool well. That is, if he weren't really one. Half Elves were a strange lot though, and often proved to be rather entertaining at times if for no other reason than just being so different from full blooded Elves. While the three knights settled in the baths below, Arioch took this time to relax herself. She removed her cape and placed it on the bed, then her weapons, which she placed beside her cape. The elf planned on taking this time to meditate and connect with the great Goddess of Nature, the deity of the Elven people. The earth, their home, was ruled and cared for by this particular deity, and the Elven people were her children. And her children were granted the gift of being able to speak with their Great Mother so long as they believed in her and tried with the entirety of their hearts to do so. Arioch sought guidance, confirmation that she was doing the right thing by leaving her people and traveling with the fugitive champions of light. She left the king, left her post, left her unit, her friends and those she had known for all of her life behind. She was no longer a general, but just a person. Just someone who desired to do what she felt was right for the world. Was it the right thing to do? She pleaded with the Great Mother for an answer, but their came none. At the most, all she would say was she would learn the answer to all of her questions in time. It was obvious that was was happening was something so great that not even the Goddess could speak to her child about it. Arioch could not hide her disappointment, but at least she had something to hold onto as she continued to press forward. There would be answers. The comfort of knowing that was, perhaps, better than knowing the answers themselves. Arioch disconnected with the great spirit for now, careful not to let herself linger in the spiritual realm for too long. The only people who could remained connected to it for extended periods of time were the Shamans, the Priests and Priestesses, and the Necromancers. For normal folk such as herself, staying there would lead to them getting lost in that realm, leaving their bodies empty shells. Such a fate was not at all appealing to the former general. For now, it was, perhaps, for the best that she did go down into the baths. She, however, was hesitant to just join three people she hardly knew in such an. . .intimate setting? They were heroes, and obviously trustworthy enough to have gained the blessing of the queen of light, but Arioch didn't trust any of them yet. Not personally. If anyone, she probably had the most faith in Valen after working with him before. But by the same token, they all did help her out when she was in the middle of an ambush before, and even asked her to come with them after she was less that civil with them. They couldn't be bad people. Right?listulistu