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Post by Keleth Silverkin on Aug 2, 2010 10:15:30 GMT
Keleth was given a quest by a strange old man who seemed to be very worried about the people of Camelot. Though he had no idea how he got convinced to help get rid of this so called witch of the forest he thought it would be some fun to practice his dark magic. He entered the forest and looked around to see where he should start looking. "Hmmm where to start....didn't this old man say there was a harp in this forest of some sort?" Keleth spoke to himself out loud as he really had no idea where to start looking for this witch and the harp.
Few minutes later he remember the man speaking about another person joining this quest to help defeat this witch, "This person is late where is he?""Keleth asked out loud looking everywhere another person to show up.
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Galahad of Pelles
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I yearn to breathe the airs of heaven That often meet me here.
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Post by Galahad of Pelles on Aug 19, 2010 2:33:27 GMT
((I am so sorry this took so freakin' long to get to you. I'm getting ready to start school so I've had to take over a thousand's peoples shifts and attempt to do summer homework >.<))
It was a simple mission for Prince Arthur. Galahad was to scout the forest for this woman, a witch, and assess the situation. Whatever way he saw fit, even if that meant elimination of a threat. He had been under direct orders to keep his involvement hushed, the last thing Camelot needed was a riot of havoc due to hysteria. So he had set out early in the morning, the sun barely kissing the sky with the air slick with dew, and made his way through the forest with nothing but his sword at his side and his boots on his feet.
His movements through the tree had been slow but fluid as he took his time to take in the scenery while staying vigilant. He had been told to expect a companion on the journey but there had been on communication between the two. Galahad was entirely unprepared for this companion, he didn't even know his name.
He had started to think he was going to have to carry on solely on his own until her heard the murmur of a voice to his right and moved over towards it quietly, his senses in full alert for the possibility of anything.
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