Sean Miller |
SOTW(Story of the Week)
The Hero's Intro:
This journey through the land of Menaxus follows two companions: David and Alecia. David, the smarter of the two, is a mage from the city of Darnaut who is quite skilled in the fields of fire and electric. He is an average height of 5'10'' with short, spiky, light blue hair. His eyes are a glowing tint of green, like an emerald. He has always been independent, so when he left home, no one ever noticed.
Alecia, the stronger of the two, wields a pair of blood-red longswords, which she can maneuver easily due to her strength and focus. She was part of a nomadic clan of warriors that were either all captured or killed. Being the only survivor, she seeks revenge upon the masses whom took her peoples captive. Her light brown hair flows in the wind, untied while she sprints into battle. Her black dress is silky and long, but does not hinder her performance.
Menaxus is a land of many terrains. There are mountains, valleys, oceans, swamps, lakes, volcanoes, plains, and whatever else the mind can think of. The South is known for its wide open meadows of blood-red long grass, leftover from the War of Hret. The North is a vast swampland from which few hail and even fewer return from. The West is a frosty alpine forest with trees as tall as the sky itself. The East is a never-ending ocean of teal that no one has successfully crossed.
Shall I start their journey before they meet or after they meet? Leave your comment below. The next installment will be added in one week, so 3/8/15 (Sunday).
Alecia, the stronger of the two, wields a pair of blood-red longswords, which she can maneuver easily due to her strength and focus. She was part of a nomadic clan of warriors that were either all captured or killed. Being the only survivor, she seeks revenge upon the masses whom took her peoples captive. Her light brown hair flows in the wind, untied while she sprints into battle. Her black dress is silky and long, but does not hinder her performance.
Menaxus is a land of many terrains. There are mountains, valleys, oceans, swamps, lakes, volcanoes, plains, and whatever else the mind can think of. The South is known for its wide open meadows of blood-red long grass, leftover from the War of Hret. The North is a vast swampland from which few hail and even fewer return from. The West is a frosty alpine forest with trees as tall as the sky itself. The East is a never-ending ocean of teal that no one has successfully crossed.
Shall I start their journey before they meet or after they meet? Leave your comment below. The next installment will be added in one week, so 3/8/15 (Sunday).