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Adelric The half-child wanders south from the Basin, trying to find his mother, but Helovia is so large he doesn’t even know where to start. He would start with the Falls, but he doubts he is welcome there anymore, and he really should be careful about where he goes anyways. That golden sneak might be following him somewhere, and he wouldn’t want to give off any illusions that he is not loyal to his new home. Zunden would begrudge him for life if it were found out that he was threatening their ability to stay in their new home. The biting wind cuts through the half-child’s coat, chilling him to the bone even here in the south of Helovia, and he spares half a glance to Tobias to see how the cervid is faring. But the cerndyr does not seem to mind, growing bigger and stronger with each passing week. Soon they will both be adults instead of children in this world. Is he ready? He doesn’t know, but he hopes so. As he wanders, he suddenly realizes that he has become rather lost in the forest. He’ll never find his mother this way. Frowning, he tries to escape, but after walking for some time ends up feeling like he is walking in circles rather than anything else. It is then that he stumbles upon the paper on the ground. Looking left and right, he sees nobody else around him. Odd… he thinks to the cervid, who steps to his side to inspect the paper. For a long time they stare at it, trying to figure out just what it means. The scratchings are like nothing he has ever seen before, the clues given by somebody who partially succeeded earlier of little help. Still, the boy is a scholar and he refuses to give up on a good mystery. He stares and stares, watching and waiting for something to happen. Nothing does. And then an idea hits him and he looks from the paper to the cervid and he smiles. His head turned towards the left, he briefly wonders if he should follow the advice given by the paper, but doesn’t hesitate long. The cervid agrees and the two set off down the left path together, cautiously looking around to see what might happen. OOC| Adelric solves the puzzle then goes left. WC| 383 Wishlist :: [Magic: Dark | Ability to create wounds that appear to be made by a scalpel blade by tracing his horn through the air in the direction of what he wants to cut and in the shape of the cut he wants to make] Refusal :: In the drop the magic is listed as light, but it was later decided that particular magic was Dark x Light. |
Permission granted to use magic or physical force with Adelric at any time for any reason to any degree, with the exception of killing him.
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