The adventure begins

[Karaugh]

another doctor's bill, another lawyer's bill - another cute cheap thrill.
you know that you love him if you put him in your will.

 

Time had changed so many things since she was last in Beqanna.  She wasnt the gangly newborn she had once been, nor the carefree yearling.  Time had also taken from her.  But Time gives and takes.  That is just what Time does. She had come back to Beqanna to see if Time could rejuvenate the land from what it had become.  

As she made her journey through the lands she had met some familiar faces.  Some Time had changed but others, the immortals, Time could not touch.  I guess they were too good for Time.  She was not one of these gifted few.  As a matter of fact she possessed no special gifts and her mother disliked that.  Would she ever be good enough for her?  Probably not.

As she reunited with her father in the Forest, walking across the now dead land she thought about Time... She thought about the crisp air, the bright scheme of colors, yes Autumn was her favorite season.  The progression of the lands made her think of dying.  Dying was amusing but death was rather blah to her.  So thus was winter, the blah season.  

She made small talk with her father as they traveled to the west side of the forest. Small talk bored her.  Suddenly a quiet fell upon the land, an eerie quiet.  She looked to her father to see his reaction.  She almost startled as she looked upon his frozen expression.  What strange magic was this.  She glanced about seeking reason.  Leaving her mannequin of a sire she continued forward.  A distant scream came from her right.  She turned towards it and continued.  A rush of cold winds came up from behind her pushing her towards the sound.  A scene appeared out of nowhere of a cave surrounded by fall colors.  The darkness of the mouth of the cave called to her.  She was not afraid of darkness, she bathed in darkness.  She kept going and upon entering the cave she could make out three tunnels... Decisions.  Once again a scream rang but so much closer and to her right.  Surely she had to find the source.  She turned to the right and continued into the dark passage.  A sparkle of adventure in her globes.

OOC: trait please
 

Karaugh

illicit daughter of nymphetamine and killgore