OoC: Okay then, lets get started!
BiC: The wind blew his hair along his face. The streaks of color had changed to blue later that day after calming down from the battle that had taken place yesterday. The warrior sat down on the top of the hill that overlooked the land he was searching, depressed. The warrior had lost, he had lost his first battle, and in a matter of minutes, his foe took him out. The warrior hit the ground with frustration.
Am I really that weak? The warrior asked himself as he overlooked the beautiful land.
The warrior had thought after that battle for the first time and knew he was weaker than he had realized, but he was too stubborn to accept it. He decided to take action; to go in search of the battle school, The Dome.
The warrior had been looking for days and was starting to lose hope. All he had to go by were rumors, and that wasn't enough.
Well, there's no reason to give up now, I have to find this place, the warrior told himself as he got to his feet and walked into the blinding woods just at the foot of the hill he had rested apon. Thanks to years of no civilazation, the trees had grown to taller lengths then Vitros had seen in his years. Therefore, making it useless to try and look over the trees for any buildings. But that didn't stop the 15-year-old from moving on.
Vitros walked blindingly deeper into the forest, looking for anything that might have been the sign that he was on the right track. After hours of walking, the trees seemed to change so slowly that it was unnoticeable. Almost like trying to see a clocks minute hand move. The warrior noticed later than he should have that he was now following what looked like a trail. A tree line on both sides of our warrior, but he did not like the feeling he was getting. The warrior almost decided to go back, but as he looked behind him, it seemed as though the miles of tree line he had just walked by had disappeared and turned into random trees dotted all over the ground. The warrior was stunned, but he just turned and walked farther down the trail of trees until a clearing started to come into view.
What is going on here? But as he asked himself this question, he came into the clearing to a building.
The warrior could not believe what he was seeing. It was a gigantic building and from the arching for of the front doors, it looked as though the outside of this structure was going in a circle. In other words, a dome. The warrior still wasn't sure, but it wouldn't hurt to look into it a little farther. He looked behind him, but only to see that the trail of trees that lead him to this slightly worn structure, had disappeared and he could no longer tell where he had entered the clearing.
The warrior walked slowly but flawlessly up to the double doors that were twice his size and had vines growing on the from the years of not being used. The warrior pushed on the doors with most of his strength and the doors slowly opened.
A test of strength? The warrior thought as the double doors revealed a chamber on the inside that seemed to be bigger on the inside than on the outside.
What is this place? Is this what I have been looking for? He asked himself as he examined the chamber he had just entered. Pictures of people the warrior didn't know hanged from the walls with a diamond pattern of red and yellow. The floor were made of tile, which were the same colors of the walls except in a square formation. For the floor being tile, the warrior could tell how long this place has been seemingly deserted. Some of the tiles were cracked and started to have water form under them, and some were even out of place in the corners of the room. To top it all off, there was an old, but beautiful chandelier hung from the ceiling.
What the warrior did not see, was another door. He looked in all four directions but did not see another door leading farther into this mysterious structure.
I...wonder, he thought as he started to focus for the first time in days. His left eye revealed it's true colors and he started to examine the room once again. This time, he had found three times as many doors as he expected to find, three. One leading to the right, one to the left, and one straight forward. The warrior was amazed at what he was doing to see these doors.
A test...of focus? He asked as he tried to decide which door to choose. "I probably should keep it simple," he told himself out loud this time as he walked and placed his hand on the forward door. The doorknob was mysteriously made of what looked like ice, pure ice.
Hm, something I can relate to, he thought as he placed his hand on the knob and twisted, hearing the old rattling of tublers unlocking.
OoC: Hope that's enough...
