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Post by Deleted on Aug 20, 2013 1:18:44 GMT
Eight years ago from today Sentar remembered being the eager child that he was. It was the day before his 14th birthday. He would be celebrated for continuing his life for yet another year and many would wish upon him a long and happy life.
This evening little Sentar was excited how could a child not be with all the woods coming to life for him. There were dryads, treants, nymphs and of course the mighty Druids amongst his small clan of forest folk, some of them were human others were elves. They were a people having escaped to the woods after some great tragedy fell in love with the forest and decided to call it home, the Druids helped teach the clan not to upset the natural balance of the world but to live within it. Along with the Druid teachings they adopted many of the druids traditions.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 20, 2013 3:09:06 GMT
Sentar's family never had a druid before, so to Sentar they were mystical beings. The druids often would travel through the forests to check the smallest of disturbances, they held and controlled vasts amounts of power but they used it to balance the world instead of making their lives easier. Everyone revered the Druids for their guidance and help. Sentar secretly wished that he would become the first druid in his family, but he also knew that it wasn't going to happen. Sentar even though he was given a name from the people of the woods he had no druid blood in him.
So when Asthorn the Druid's leader came up to Sentar during the celebration he was quite excited. "Hello my boy, 14 years old today?" Asthorn asked. Asthorn was very old some said he was older than the great oak trees that made up the druid's grove. He was tall and slender, as most elves are his skin was a mottled green with brown hair that blends in with the forest as he walks about often times he could be right in front of you and he would have to speak for you to notice.
"Yes Asthorn! and tomorrow I will get to do my rite of passage. After which I'll be a man!" Sentar proclaimed. Asthorn chuckled at this. "How long ago did you do your rite of passage?"
"Oh quite a while ago, I can hardly remember it. At that time though my kind had not even met humans."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 20, 2013 19:02:08 GMT
Asthorn dropped Sentar on a pole of moss and said "you are less than a weeks travel from your parents, you must survive on your own till you can get home." and with that Asthorn vanished.
Sentar hadn't been prepared for this, but as the dawn grew brighter on the horison Sentar became able to see more of the area. It was dense, deep woods though the trees shade prevented too thick of bushes. Here brambles and briats could survive will less competition.
Sentar had known this was coming and had been given some advice. "Okay food first" Sentar said.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 20, 2013 21:15:46 GMT
Sentar looked around for a straight branch, in not 5 minutes he found one suitable, then using a sharp stop he began to sharpen the stick. Sentar had his makeshift spear. Sentar had been taught to hunt, to walk silently through the woods. Sentar began walking looking for his first prey. He was a bit awkward with his spear bumping it into trees or rustling bushes, a spear was not as easy to walk quietly with as a bow or a sling. Sentar came upon a rabbit. It was almost taunting him staring him straight in the eyes. Sentar lunged at it, but it was too quick. The rabbit bolted 20 feet away, and turned around to watch Sentar pull his sharpened stick out of the ground.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 20, 2013 21:47:11 GMT
Sentar lunged, lunged and lunged again trying to kill the rabbit, but each time it dodged and lured Sentar further and further away. At this point Sentar was starting to get very frustrated and tried a different approach. He sprinted after the rabbit trying quick jabs to knock the rabbit over, chasing and chasing. Sentar was in the zone with each swipe of the stick he was getting closer and the rabbit dove under a bush. Sentar couldn't stop in time and fell into the bush.
"Ouch, fucking rabbit."
Sentar moaned and got up out of the bush, his spear now snapped in half Sentar began to wander off. Sentar felt his eyebrows growing damp and wiped them with the back of his hand. The back of his hand was covered with blood.
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