Post by Altair Aleron Akabara on Aug 18, 2010 23:07:27 GMT -5
Altair’s red eyes glanced upward towards the midday sun shining down on the lands. He normally wouldn’t be to bothered by the sun, but only a week out of hundreds of years he had been locked away it was taking longer then he’d expected it would to get his energy back, so the sun bothered him greatly. Burning his skin. He growled inwardly, for not finding a cave or some place to stay this morning, the only thing, was that he had looked, and he was unable to find one, how long would this continue? Would he have to completely drain a human or two? He didn’t so much care about their lives, but it just never liked the idea of leaving a trail of dead bodies behind him. That and he didn’t want to be locked away again, only since he was he found himself having a few pieces of his memories missing, but hopefully in time they would all come back to him, so far he didn’t seem to be forgetting anything important.
A dark cloak around his shoulders tattered at the ends, hood pulled up as much as possible, still revealed some dark hair hanging in his face. He cursed himself for feeling weak. He stepped lightly but felt himself swaying in his steps. If any hunter wanted to, they could possibly kill him now, the idea he wasn’t found of, and looked around again for a place to stay. Nothing again, no place out of the sun. finely he decided to give up and walked towards an area with the most shade from some trees looming over.
He leaned on one of the trees and sucked in a deep breath. He was getting tired, what could he do? Ah he doubted he would die here today if he could stay in the shade, but he was venerable defiantly. However he felt himself slowly sliding down the tree and sitting on the ground, one leg out in front of him, the other knee bent upward close to him, he leaned back on the tree and mentally cursed himself for being so foolish and telling his body to move. But his eyes were barely able to stay open at all anymore and he felt rather comfortable just sitting. He let out a mild groan before his eyes closed and he slumped a little more lightly drifting off. Just a small brake, what could it hurt?
A dark cloak around his shoulders tattered at the ends, hood pulled up as much as possible, still revealed some dark hair hanging in his face. He cursed himself for feeling weak. He stepped lightly but felt himself swaying in his steps. If any hunter wanted to, they could possibly kill him now, the idea he wasn’t found of, and looked around again for a place to stay. Nothing again, no place out of the sun. finely he decided to give up and walked towards an area with the most shade from some trees looming over.
He leaned on one of the trees and sucked in a deep breath. He was getting tired, what could he do? Ah he doubted he would die here today if he could stay in the shade, but he was venerable defiantly. However he felt himself slowly sliding down the tree and sitting on the ground, one leg out in front of him, the other knee bent upward close to him, he leaned back on the tree and mentally cursed himself for being so foolish and telling his body to move. But his eyes were barely able to stay open at all anymore and he felt rather comfortable just sitting. He let out a mild groan before his eyes closed and he slumped a little more lightly drifting off. Just a small brake, what could it hurt?