fanfic100_de, Thema 21 title.: friends
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Fandom: Ragnarök Online (the game)
Characters: OC - Iris Sunchild, Wizard
topic: # 021 - Friends
Word Count: 1186 Rating: G Author's Note: The characters are think the world belongs to Gravity. I hereby earn any money, yada, yada, yada.
feedback is always welcome.
Iris was already hours now. She had to see it: she had lost.
She had just been there a green plant to cut off when the blow came. Surprised they had turned around and with horrified eyes detected what she had attacked from behind: A Dark Illusion
! This system should not be here! As a novice again had probably played with magic that he did not understand. Maybe someone has a Dead Branch had wanted to use as a torch here in the woods at night to Payon could be very dark and dangerous. She had therefore not a problem, they could eventually control the elements, but for others it was more dangerous. It would take a long time before they had all mastered, but a fire was one of her simplest exercises.
ordered She quickly brought a flame wall, behind which they could hide and rummaged in her bag for a ButterflyWing who would magically return to the Kafra. You would have to report someone report this Dark Illusion just could not stay here, Hunter would have to join forces to defeat them. All they could get his hands was a FlyWing, and desperate, they muttered the words to make it active. It could still look for a ButterflyWing if she was safe.
The feeling that caused the spell with her, again and again. Her hands were cold, her legs too. Her head felt light, as whether it could float, and then she sank into a pleasant cool darkness that enveloped her with waving arms. The landing back in the woods was hard, and when her body had again assumed a solid form, she felt abandoned. She could not say at what she missed, and yet she felt a void in itself, which would take time to disappear.
Facilitates had rummaged in her bag again, sure that somewhere still an enchanted butterfly wings had to be hidden. But they had either lost it or him not plugged in, he was nowhere to be found in any case.
"Well, then I probably or not to walk on, "she murmured softly to himself. She was worried. They had escaped the Dark illusion just yet, others do not want to have as much luck.
was so gone off, but after a few steps she had packed doubt. Where they had landed? Was the direction in which it went really lay in the Payon? She tried to be guided by the sun, but it was visible through the dense foliage above her head no.
But she was bravely marched off. Finally, it was a real witch, magician no more, and should be able to rely on their intuition.
But now they had to realize that they had lost. In addition, her stomach had been growling for a while, and when she is the third time on the same gnarled tree came by, she decided to a little break. "Then it'll be all right," she said to herself, and sat down at the foot of the tree. Before, when she had sought the ButterflyWing, she had seen in her bag a few apples. Now she reached in and bit his hearty from his eyes closed.
"Ugh," she complained loudly and spat out the pieces in a wide arc from again. "But he is not ready!" Furious, she threw away the apple, still loud cursing. And for that she had also paid money!
A Poring, they have a good time observed, had rushed at the apple, she had thrown away, and chewed satisfied. "Well, at least seems to like him," she thought as a new apple from her bag went.
Having eaten and slept a little, she got up, stretched out and knocked off the dust. "Well, once more," she murmured. Sometimes they just had to speak loudly, even if it was alone. Of course they had friends, and thanks to the magical powers she could even talk with them when they were far away from each other. But the moment seemed to communication problems. Perhaps the others were sleeping already, for now was how Iris noticed the sun and the moon had risen. She had to have but probably slept longer than they had intended.
If the duty would not call them here could open up a nice night. But they had to report this Dark Illusion.
Confident get rid stumped. From time to time they conjured fire walls, which dispelled the darkness and it lit up the path. Monsters were hardly move and they had seen the last walkers before they had met the Dark Illusion. Nevertheless, she had the feeling of being persecuted. But every time she turned around, looked anything but in this case a spore, there a Willow, and a little pink Poring. She tried to feel push to the dark, fear of the Dark Illusion and unusual noises in the forest, but the Unbehagtheit did not yield easily.
She had just climbed a hill to see in the hope that enlightened Payon somewhere to, as she felt something on her leg. She screamed and jumped back a few steps. Instinctively, she brought out to the hand movement that accompanied the award for the firewall, when she saw the reason for the cold slime that her leg running down: The Poring, who had followed her seem real, they looked at her with wide eyes.
"What's wrong with you, you little guy?" Flattered iris. Actually, they did not know once why she did it, why not simply raised his arm and smashed him with a flash. But somehow this seemed Poring to be different than the others. He tore his mouth wide, and his spittle ran down the corners of his mouth. "Are you hungry?" Iris asked, surprised that the Poring had apparently understood. The following gesture could be interpreted as a nod. "Well, then let us see you what I have for you ..." she murmured, her head in her pocket already. "Hmm ... Tree Roots ... Barren Trunks ... Red Potions ... Apple juice ... Blue Herbs, Blue Potions ...." She murmured more to himself. "Here boy, take the apple juice," she decided, and held the little monster the bottle down, she drank gratefully.
Grinning Iris looked around again, and it seemed indeed a light in the north east the horizon to illuminate. Even if it were not Payon, the chances are good that there mongers who warn they could.
After a few steps she turned around again after the Poring, who followed her back a small distance.
"If you would now need to come with me, you have a name. How it would come with 'Little Sun'? "Iris is very cunning, because of the beautiful allusion to her surname, Sunchild.
The small Poring she looked doubtfully, but then he nodded enthusiastically. "Well, then go, Little Sun, we need to Payon "But no sooner had she done the first step began complaining to her new companion:". Duu, Master, we can take a break? I've just eaten. "
Iris could not help it, she laughed out loud. Since she had found a great friend.
