Re: [Safer]-Xitra Hynin-Training.
OOC: Jeezum Crow! 1,437 words, exactly? All rights, I’ll try, don’t say I didn't. BIC.
Xitra held the torch higher above his head, and could not see the ceiling, even with his great vision. Looking around, Xitra noticed a small beach around him made of large pebbles that extended past the reach of his torches’ light. Being inventive. Xitra stuck the bottom of the torch on the tip of one of his swords, lifting the torch higher and letting the light reach farther, but he could still not see the other side. Deciding to be explorative (and I know I made that word up) Xitra walked along one of the beaches until he got all the way around. Leaving a small pile of stones to make sure that he knew which cave he came from, he took the left path, and walked for possibly 10 minutes before he stopped to wonder at the immensity of the cave.
“Wow. Amazing this place must be huge!. It’s unprecedented. What am I saying? This is inside of a building that makes three feet turn into twenty. This is nothing.” After realizing he was talking to himself, Xitra clamped his mouth shut and kept moving. Eventually, he came to an outcrop of rock that seemed to run straight into the water. Leaving another pile of stones where he left the beach, he walked along the peer and drank some water from a canteen he kept in his bag. Capping the canteen, he continued for a while longer, still unable to see the ceiling. Eventually, Xitra could no longer see the walls that had been there before, like friends comforting a scared partner.
Before Xitra had even walked for ten minutes, Xitra heard the beat of wings. Drawing out one sword and holding the torch in another, Xitra continued on, the beating becoming stronger and more detailed.
Those are feathered wings, pretty big ones. Please don’t be a Helmaroc, please, oh please don’t be a Halmaroc.
Continuing on, Xitra began to notice that the room was becoming brighter and brighter as he went, and soon he had reached the end of the peer. Xitra blew out the torch as it was unneeded and then put it in his bag, using his now free hand to draw the other sword. About ten feet away from the end of the peer was a man sitting on a rock facing away from him with a small blue shield that looked like it had small razors along the sides. He was wearing a robe checkered black and white, and long black hair on a pale head. He also had two wings, ten feet long each. Xitra’s first instinct was to put down his weapons in the presence of an angel, but resisted when he felt a vibe of chaos and inner torment on the spiritual level.
Suddenly, the creature disappeared. Before Xitra could react, he was hit in the side by a flat blunt force. Xitra hit the ground hard, losing a grip on one of his swords and almost losing it over the edge. Managing to get to it before it fell to the depths, Xitra stood up, looking around for the creature, but finding that it was back on the rock, facing away from him again. The vibe of inner chaos had lessened some how.
“My name is Timaeus. Fight me.” The creature was not human, and most likely force too powerful for Xitra to handle alone. He ran.
OOC: Oh, drama, how I love it so. Sorry about the wait. I feels like its been years since I've been here. No idea what made me leave.