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By: Ben (Still corny! Annnd...I got lazy here. Less imagery. Less description. A bad 'un. Anyways. Enter Cavoh.) Hoofbeats send the dark horse, with its rippling muscles, flying forward through a darker forest. The news had hit him almost instantly. He had enough gold to buy scouts, and even more to buy fast ones. It would still be smouldering when he got there. The tracks would be fresh. The horse snorted and galloped onward, breaking free of the uneven dirt ground as it flew at full speed into the clearing of the town. The tracks would still be fresh. A few townspeople wandered the streets now, going about their simple lives, others were drawn to the sight at the far north of the town. But none failed to marvel at the shimmering black steed as it shot through their lives for only a breif moment, sparkling tail whipping behind it like a sail on a ship. The horse whinnied loudly in surprise as its rider pulled on the reigns, bringing it to a sudden stop. It raised on two legs, kicked the air in frustration and fell back down, snorting as it did. The rider slid off, landing rather awkwardly on the ground as he moved towards the sight that drew the attention of an entire town. The man's hair stuck out at a somewhat low angle, extending about a foot in one direction and coming to a spikey end, the whole of the hair dirty blond in color and surprisingly stiff. His body clanked in a mettalic chorus, the breastplate he wore clinking against the chainmail sleeves and the black stone sheath knocking lightly against his heavy leather pants. A shield was strapped tightly to his back by embroidered leather bands, holding on it an odd insignia. The insignia was made out of molded gemstone, an emerald stem bearing a shimmering ruby rose with a diamond melted deep into the heart of the blossom. Dark black stone thorns dotted the otherwise beautiful flower. The man clinked forward, scowling at the sight of a wooden building reduced to no more than ashes that sent up calm waves of smoke. Voice: Well! If it isn't the grand Prince Cavoh Kinnas! Cavoh whipped around to scowl at the all-too familiar man. Ericko: The travelling "Maiden-slayer." ((To be continued...)) <~~Back to Stories <~~Back to Suya Index |