
FOR MY FATHER I WILL AVENGE THEM ALL She knelt before the stone lantern, one of the few things she remembered of her past. Symbols and letters decorated the back of the small lantern, but for her it was an altar for her family. She bowed her head in respects to the god she knew nearly nothing about. All she knew was the power behind the altar and the protection they provided. She begun to tear up, holding onto the box, the only thing left of her family. She would open it only after leaving a few coins at the base of the light, and only after it was lit. She would find an old leather like material inside that bore an unfamiliar emblem on it that seemed to bring back memories. She held the limb fabric in her hands, only to feel what felt like a pulse from it. She would sit there astounded, finding out the true nature of her family's secrets. She needed a home. She needed a place to sleep. She rolled up the artifact and placed it back in its box and sling it on her back. She bowed at the alter and begun to make her way out of the small offorad. She knew the god's face was ever changing. The name of them was worn away by time. The nameless god of protection. And she knew that god was real. [/exit] |