Michael walked up to Kai. "What's wrong?"
"Where is Kai going?" "She looked depressed." Michael got up and followed her
Michael laughed. "Come on, lets just go. I'm getting hungry." OOC: Have to head to work now. Be back later.
"Come on, just pay up." Michael said as he looked at Sophia with an annoyed look on her face. "Sophia looks like she is getting impatient with you."
"You will get better at flying, Cliff. Trust me. And Sophia is talking about lunch, you lost the bet, so now you have to buy all of us lunch."
Michael grabbed Cliff's hand and pulled him up on the balcony. "Man, you have got to be more careful. You could have hurt yourself."
Michael landed on the balcony, followed closley by Sophia. "Looks like Cliff lost."
Michael flew along towards the castle. As he looked back, he saw Cliff lagging behind. "Don't get over confident now, boy."
OOC: I didn't know you could run in mid-air kyle. BIC: "How about a race back to the castle? Last one there buys lunch."
"He says he is ok."
"It's about time you woke up, Cliff."
"Sorry, I don't quite have the hang of my new powers yet..."
Michael swung his right wing in front of him. Some of the loose feathers flew from the wing and were impaled in a tree. He looked in awe. "How did I do that?" "If I had to guess, you inadvertently changed changed the wind velocity of those feathers. You need to maintain better control of your power, unless you want to hurt one of your friends."
Michael looked into the pond. "Strange, I never really thought I would have wings. I always thought I would become a shapeshifter like the others.
OOC: That's ok.
"It's hard to explain, but I learned many new thinds after the trial of enlightenment. This blood based healing spell being one of them." Michael said as he wrapped up his hand.
"Must have been Jeraxan's doing."
Michael stopped in his tracks. He felt someone in pain in the forest, so he flew to the scene to see what had happened. There he saw Cliff lying on the ground, badly wounded, Sophia trying to tend to him. He walked up to them. "Hold him steady." Michael cut his hand, just as he did the night before, drew the life rune on cliff's forehead, and began to chant. In a matter of moments, all of cliff's wounds were patched up.
Michael sat and remembered his childhood. He was only about 6 or 7 when he was first picked on for being what he was. "Monster! Go back to the forest where you belong. We don't want your kind here." They would say. "In my younger years, during the start of the treaty between the Keldon and the humans, I never really got along with humans. Matter of fact, with me being a halfling, I never got along with the Keldon either. Neither side wanted to accept me. It feels strange now that no one cares what I am." "Life has a strange way of bringing people together in times of need." "I guess you are right. Well, that's enough of the past. I think it's time for a drink." "Now you're speaking my language." Michael laughed
Michael read the book of sword techniques he found in the library. He could now understand what was written in the book. "Strange, before the trial of enlightenment, I was unable to comprehend what was written in these pages." He yawned as he closed the book. "Feeling a bit groggy, are we?" "Hey, you try using powers you have never used before and wake up from being unconsious and see if you don't feel the same way." "Relax, kid, I was only kidding. I know that battle took a lot out of you."
