Fight For Freedom

[Laylani]

(Open RP for anyone who wants to join. I just got really bored today and wanted to write something. )

Sweat beaded on her forehead as she pounded uselessly at the cuffs around her left wrist with a rock. With each strike of the hard earth against the metal cuffs sparks flew but the cuffs remained unmarred. Screaming her frustration she chucked the rock, with more force than she had intended, into the cropping of trees surrounding her and startled a family of birds.

“My apologies,” she muttered at the squawking mother bird. Staring at the silver cuffs that enclosed both her wrists and ankles she felt tears sting the backs of her eyes. She had broken free of one prison only to remain trapped in one much worse, one that would forever follow her around. That is unless she could get the blasted metal off of her person! She should have known better than to try using a rock to remove the enchanted ‘jewelry’, as her previous captor had so affectionately called the chains.

Pushing to her feet the woman walked to the edge of the small pond she had collapsed next to hours before. Kneeling at its edge she dared a look into its waters and again felt the sting of tears at the backs of her eyes. The form that stared back at her was not what she was used to, she never would be used to it. The thick blue-violet hair that hung think to her rib cage was not hers nor were the full lips, the high cheek bones, and the most insulting part of the figure staring back at her was the tan skin. What she took slight comfort in was the pure black eyes that stared sorrowfully back at her. At least those were still her own even if they no longer sparked like they used to.

Slapping her hand against the surface of the water to erase the reflection she pushed herself to her feet and spun on her heel. Trees stared back at her reminding her, harshly, that she had no clue where she was or where she had been. Which way had she come from? God forbid she happened to make the mistake of going back. Then again she had been traveling nonstop for three days, on foot which she still loathed with a passion.

Pushing her shoulders back she stood up straight. She was free now. All she had to do was find the Witch that had created the spell on the cuffs and get the woman to release her. She longed for her own body back and the freedom that it would bring her. Only then would she truly be free. But first she would need to find a way to give the body she was stuck with the sustenance it needed. Now, which way would take her to other humans?

[ketotsue]

Life as he once knew it was over, his body, mind, and spirit were all still willing to lunge headfirst into the heat of battle. The problem was there was no longer a place for him in this world. The people had all turned on him they had grown to fear his power and baned him from the common dwellings of humanity. Now he lived as a recluse roting away in the woods he had been forced to claim as home.

A sigh escaped him as he went about his normal rituals, he had already fetched his water for the day and the fire pit he used to cook already contained a dyeing fire, perfect to roast the fish he had just traped from what could barely pass as a large creek. The water was pure though which is why he had chosen this paticular place to begin his new life. ^ this is hardly what I imagined myself as when I was risking my life for those people ^.

He then placed a few of the fish on spickets of wood which he put a few feet above the dying flame so as to ensure the fish would not over cook. He then took his familar place by the fire on the carved wood that had taken the shape of a simple bench. " Well Atterimus guess this is all that's left for us now" he sighed again as he watched the flames crackle and slowly crawled into the ash that would be there grave. The warmth of the fire was soothing even when his mind was filled with memories of the past and soon enough he had fallen victim to it's ploy and was fast asleep.