Hi Seggy! Welcome to the Realm free of Kath's clutches!...mostly.

lol

Trust me, nothing is free from her clutches!

Greetings one and all.

I am waiting for my bio to be approved so I just wanted to say Hi to you all.  I've been a member of the RP since being a member of DM back in 1999 originally as a Warder.  I've been away for quite some time but now trying to get back into the RP.  I once had a character in the BT but who knows where that character info is located.

Talking with a few RPers, I am working my way back into the RP.  I have another character in the CotL named Byron Taliesin.  I look forward to RPing here as an Asha'man again. 

Byron wasn't sure how much longer he was going to last.  He has been running for what seems like days.  he glanced over to where Evelyn was sitting, her eyes closed, enjoying the sunlight.  By the Light, is she sleeping?!?! Byron thought to himself.  He continued to glare at Evelyn all the while picking up his pace.

It seems the anger in him fueled his body to run a bit faster, a bit harder.  His eyes never left the relaxed Trainer.  He turned his attention back to running, but it was all to late.  Byron crashed into one of the runners.  Apparently the runners had their arms linked together, and Byron just ran through their link.  Zela took brunt of the blow, knocking her to the ground. 

-  Arrival: Entry Thread - Call of Destiny In Progress

-  Oaths: Basic Training - The Meaning of Pain In Progress

Byron began running as ordered, trying to maintain his pace.  SCRAB, he thought.  This was easily the Stamina part of the SCRAB training.  He began to wonder what the other four entailed.  He quickly snapped out of his thoughts as he noticed he was lagging behind the rest of the group.  He sped up a little until he was in the middle of the pack and returned to the normal pace.

He glanced a couple of times at Evelyn seated on the ground.  "Is she just going to sit there until we all pass out?" he thought to himself.  He decided not to worry about it and just concentrate on the running.  He definitely did not want to falter on his first full day.

How much time has passed, Byron really did not know.  He just kept running.  What started out as a tight running formation, now is spread out to a point where some of the recruits were being lapped by the other runners.  The ground was saturated with the sweat coming off all the runners.  Byron started to feel him slowing down.  He basically lowered his pace to match that of the runners in the back.  Using the time to restore his energy, he hopes that this run would soon be over.

"Go on now. You're not going to get instructions on how to get to her office. You need to get a feel of the layout of the fortress and the only way to do that is to wander through it. Off you go!"

Byron turned to leave as ordered.  He felt insults by this old man thinking he was not going to last the first day.  He held his temper for he was still not a member of the Children of the Light and the fact that Roudal still outranked him.  Byron made a mental note to deal with Roudal later when his career takes him to the top.  Byron wandered the Fortress to Emanuella's office.  The old man might not have told him where to go, but his father's lessons included a layout of the Fortress.  I had to memorize each location.  He wished he did a better job of remembering. 

After making a couple of wrong turns, Byron approached the door with a name plate listing "QUARTERMASTER".  Byron cleared his head and proceeded to knock on the door.  He opened the door when he heard someone ordered "Enter" from the room.  He walked in and stood in attention.  "Byron Taliesin, reporting for duty!"

"Don't ever get married, lad. No matter how pretty she is. The prettier they are, the better vocal chords."

Byron blinked not knowing what to say.  This is obviously the clerk's desk, but he wondered if this old man was indeed the clerk of the Fortress.

"Erm... Very well. What can I help you with?"

Byron blinked again.  So this was the clerk.  "I am Byron Taliesin.  Son of Lord Hadin Taliesin of Amador.  I am here to join the Children of the Light. I..." he said before the clerk cut him off.

"Ah another young whelp thinking he is good enough to be a Child of the Light.  What's your name, boy?" Roudal's raspy voice filled the room.  Byron replied his name but was cut off before saying more.  "Where you from, Byron?"  Again Byron replied but was cut off before he could continue.  "Amador you say?  Not far from home are you.  That is good as you won't have to walk as far if you can't make the Children of the Light.  Now what's your age?"  Byron was getting upset by this old man.  He replied his age and nothing else this time around.  Roudal smiled, "Ah you learn quickly for a whelp."  Roudal entered the information into the journal.  "Now what brings you to the Fortress of Light?"

Byron waited for Roudal to finish before he announced his reasoning.  "I am here to join the Children of the Light and become an Inquisitor like my father before me."

Byron stared out the window of the carriage as he approached the famous Fortress of Light.  He has only seen the Fortress of Light from afar and was excited to actually going to this fabled fortress.  The carriage came to a stop, and Byron exited the carriage.  He turned to gather his belongings but to his astonishment, the carriage started for the gates.  His bag was on the other side of where the carriage should have been.

"I guess it is just me now." he thought to himself.  He had a feeling his father would give him one final test.  He hated him for this.  He knew he was ready to strive out on his own, but he was not prepared for it now.  He walked up to his bag and collected his things.  He let out a big sigh and proceed to seek out the Head Clerk.

Byron walked into the Fortress and came across a huge desk.  "Reporting for duty!" he exclaimed in front of who he hoped was the Clerk.

Can I sign up?  I'm still working on my bio but you should have it soon.

DAZ 3D rules.