The girl with the grey cloak [OPEN]

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A city floating in the center of a lake, Ravok is a place of dark beauty, romance and culture. Behind it all though is the presence of Rhysol, God of Evil and Betrayal. The city is controlled by The Black Sun, a religious organization devoted to Rhysol. [Lore]

The girl with the grey cloak [OPEN]

Postby Bunielle Birdy on September 9th, 2012, 10:27 am

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After going trough the distance between Syliras and Ravok, Buni was extremly tired, due to the fact that she didn't lay down for even a secound during the journey. She didn't care at all if she is tired or not, at the moment she only cared that she is in Ravok atlast. After all the stories the girl heard about this place, something was pulling her on the way. She was happy, but her happiness faded away fastly as Buni looked around. With little help from the pilot, she stepped off the Ravosala, finding herself, stepping on the wet grey stone. She felt nervous as the fascination with the Ravok from the stories almost dissappeared as she stared and the coldness infront of her. She pulled the hood of her cloak over her head, covering her red curls and partially hiding her eyes. Buni stepped around the people and leaned on one of the buildings walls, knowing that if she gets pulled between the people she could get hurt really badly, because of her small body and thin bones.

She was looking around, slightly scared but managed to make herself step ahead. Her fingers, unconsciously slid to her right wrist, entwining with the silver medalion, wrapped nomerous times around her thin hand, pulling in gently. With every insecure step, she began pulling the medalion harder, making it whole miracle it didn't break in her hands. The girl wasn't very sure why she was so nervous. Normally, the crowds even calmed and made her smile. She liked being around people, but something in the loud, mostly consisting men rabble, was sending freezing thrills up her spine.

The steps she made were small and slow as her mind was wandering, looking for the long lost memory of place like this. Buni felt like has been here before... Like she knew the sound of the water moving trough the canals and the sight of the various buildings around her. It was almost like faded memory from her childhood that she couldn't bring herself to remember. Buni sighed softly, looking at one of the buildings, not realising she had stopped in the middle of the alley, untill tall, bulky looking guy walked into her. She fastly shook off of her thoughts, but not fast enough for her to regain her balance, after her small body reeled after the clash. She fell backwards, finding herself on the dirty wet ground. The hood of her cloak fell off her head and she focused her widen in terror eyes on the man. She was scared to death but in the same time reliefed because the men just shook his head annoyed and walked away, without even looking at her.

Buni stood up fastly, stepping to the walls of one of the building again. Her light, still shining in terror eyes looked around in panic. The girl was ready to run away but the thing was that even if she did, she had no place to go. For first time, the idea of coming to Ravok, seemed awfull to Buni. She realised that she was stuck and had no idea when she could go back.

''Stupid girl!''

She softly whispered to herself, sliding her, still filled with fear eyes trought the crowd.


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