Czara’s Song – Prologue
Tales of Mt. Meridias
The evening sun sets just as the first moon rises. The two seem almost to be peeking mischievously at each other through the valleys of the legendary Mt.Meridias. From out of the face of the sun, if one were to be looking, one would see a tall dark figure walking down the path. The person looks to be an elder of a man walking with a staff in hand and a slightly larger pack on his back than what one would think safe for someone of his age. All and all he looks to be your average stereo typical wizard with his long silvery beard and hair, enwisened light green eyes, and rune riddled (to those that can see such things) dark green traveling robes.
He pauses and smiles at the sight of an inn on the horizon. It’s been ages since he has stepped foot out on these lands and memories start flooding his mind. As he draws closer to the inn, he notes the huge batwing styled swinging doors and the sign that read “The Swinging Sword Inn.” The entrance seems big enough for even a giant to enter with ease. Of course, giants and the more well mannered ogres do still roam these mountains. The elder can’t help but wonder if he’ll meet her out here, as unlikely as it might seem. Read the rest of this entry »
