Chronicles of Aedric: Chapt 5Under the Light of Two Moons
The snow had slowed to a fitful spattering, which blew back and forth among the trees.
Above, the stars had started to come out and both moons already traveled across the early night sky. With the loss of the sun, the air had grown bitterly cold and both Aedric and Darron hunched down in their cloaks. The tracks left by the Laindan were evident in the fresh layer of snow. Darron started off but Aedric stopped him by grabbing his arm. He pointed down towards their large fur boots. While they kept your feet very warm, they made traveling quietly and unnoticed much more difficult. Darron nodded in agreement and both started to remove their cumbersome outer boots.
The Moredel, like any elf, were quite skilled at moving silently, but the large winter boots would only slow them down. Once free of the boots, the companions took off across the commons, their light footsteps making very slight depressions in the snow as they followed the trail into
The Aedric Chronicles: Chapt 4The Night Before the Trials
Snow started to fall in the afternoon, smothering the landscape in white.
Aedric and Darron had spent the afternoon walking through the woods around the commons discussing the earlier council meeting. They had no other chores or responsibilities that day, as those who were to take the Trials where given a day to rest or prepare. Instead, Aedric had been stuck answering his friends repeated questions about every minute detail of the meeting.
Darrons large fur covered boots sunk into the deepening snow. He turned dramatically and his cloak billowed out around him. So do you think they would actually fight the men if they saw them? His eyes were unfocused and gazing far away, his mind on some heroic adventure.
Aedric leaned against a nearby tree, its sweet smelling bark distracting him from his friends fanciful imagination. They had played often when they were younger, running through the forests pretending that they wer
The Aedric Chronicles: Chapt 3The Meeting Between the Clans
The midday sun reflected off the icicles that hung from the eaves of the clan hall.
Aedric watched as the two councils entered the large doors of the building, and continued to stand there well after the doors had swung shut. Four guards walked up and took positions outside the hall, two from each clan. They stood on opposite sides of the entrance at attention with weapons at the ready. After staring at them for a brief while, Aedric turned his attention to the others of the Laindan tribe. They were leading their horses away, probably to set camp in the large clearing to the west of the meeting hall. He wondered if their arrival was purposefully near the festival of Wintercome, or if they would be traveling on before it began. His thoughts then went to his parents inside the hall, imagining what they and the other council members might discuss. He was still standing in the clearing when a voice from behind startled him.