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(Message started by: georgej on Jul 30^th, 2006, 11:23pm)

Title: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by georgej on Jul 30^th, 2006, 11:23pm

I apologize for the length of this post.

A couple of weeks ago, ShaneM started a thread about how to tell your kids about your CH. After giving a somewhat mealy-mouthed answer about how my kid had never seen me take a hit (I get hit almost exclusively late at night), I realized that I'd never really talked to her about them. She knew I had CH, but that was about all.

Shane really hit a nerve.

A couple of days later, I sat down with her and explained about CH in detail--how it happens, how it works--(I referred her to the illustration of the trigeminal nerve at the OUCH website) and how it feels. I explained that I still didn't want her to see me take a hit--how I'm not really myself then, and it is a private thing to me--but I wanted her to understand.

Several days later, and her cogitation machine worked things over...

You see, El's way to incorporate things into her world is to put them through the lens of her writing. She's a reflexive, obsessive writer, and spends several hours each day at it--not because she wants to, she says, but because she has to. She can understand that I have cluster headache, but in order to truly "grok" cluster headache, she has to transmute it in such a way that it achieves balance through a person. She's fascinated by fantasy literature and RPG's right now, and so she dreamed up a world in which magic and sorcerers exist--but the price they pay for using magic is cluster headache. The character she focused on is a mage named Tunvald.

I was really struck by her thinking, so I thought I'd show you what's going on with it. If you're interested, I'll post more of her story as it evolves, bit by bit.

I hope no one is offended by this. She does not intend to trivialize a very real and painful condition, nor does she wish to make light of something that all of us have fought our private battles with. It's just her way to understand it.

Please remember she's a kid. If you'd like to make a private comment to her about it, please PM or e-mail your responses to me and I'll forward them to her.

I'll post her prologue now.

Best wishes,

George

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by georgej on Jul 30^th, 2006, 11:24pm

P R O L O G U E

The wind blew gently across a darkened expanse of land. Smoke billowed from craters and the burned remnants of that which had once been alive were strewn across the ground. The only living thing that could be seen was the figure pacing in the center of the battlefield, head buried in its shadowed hands. The mage felt as though his left eye was being stabbed by someone particularly ruthless. He knew from his previous experiences with this that after the pain faded he’d see a black beast striding into the distance.
It was dark and the moon had risen, to spread her pale light upon his slim form. The black thing that lurked in the shadows growled once. This was no longer its domain. It padded quietly past the man, who looked up, needles still stabbing at the edges of his mind. It locked its cold eyes with him as it passed and in them he saw the depths of hell.

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by Melissa on Jul 30^th, 2006, 11:28pm

wow :o

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by georgej on Jul 30^th, 2006, 11:43pm

C H A P T E R 1 (A Part)
Darkness

Tunvald kept his head low as he walked into town. He knew for sure he’d be recognized by the clothing he wore, but he wanted to keep as low a profile as possible. He couldn’t think of anything worse than being caught lagging behind the infantry yet again. It didn’t help that the captain of the guard didn’t feel like acknowledging the aftereffects of his magic use. Tunvald had repeatedly tried to get the man to restrict its use to times when it was most needed, but the captain wouldn’t listen, tending to just brush him off. He looked at the sky, stars stretching far above him. The smell of death hung heavy about his form in the darkness, making the animals he passed nervous.
The cobblestone road of the village led to a small inn, where the rowdy sounds of the bar could be heard out on the street. Tunvald paused where the light spilled out of the doorway, letting it fall on his feet. He was thinking. After a few minutes he made up his mind and pushed open the door to the place. It grew silent for a moment after his entrance as people looked his way, before the noise began again. There was nervousness to the bar-goers' voices now though, and they kept looking at him with wary eyes. He walked up to where the innkeeper stood behind the bar.

“I’d like to get a room for the night.” He said in a somewhat gravelly voice.

The innkeeper nodded.

“It will cost you three pieces of silver and a copper.” He said, as if he thought Tunvald couldn’t pay.

The green eyes of the mage narrowed. He knew he was being ripped off because of what he was, but he wouldn’t be able to protest the price in front of so many people. Silently he handed over the money and the innkeeper led him upstairs to a small room. It was somewhat cramped, holding a bed, a wash basin, a chair and the window, which opened inside instead of out. Tunvald turned to the innkeeper before he could sneak off.

“Is there somewhere I can take a bath?” He asked, eyes flashing slightly.

The shorter man looked as though he were thinking about charging for that information, but thought better of it. Silently he pointed to a door across the hall.

“Thank you.” Tunvald said before shutting the door.

He looked out the window of his room for a moment before taking off his sword belt. He’d take it with him into the bathroom, since he never knew when he could be attacked. Lots of people hated the mages.

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by TxBasslady on Jul 30^th, 2006, 11:48pm

Oh my...

I can't wait till you post more :-*

Good for you that you had the talk.

Everyone deals with CH in a different way. I believe children also deal with the pain their parents suffer.

Sounds like this was the best for you and your daughter.
I love the avenue she uses to express her thoughts.

She is one talented girl. ;)

You're a very compassionate man...your daughter is so lucky to have a Dad like you.

I for one, would love to read it all...when she's finished.

Thank you so much....for sharing your daughter with us. It means so much....

Much love,

Jean

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by ShadowLord on Jul 31^st, 2006, 12:29am

How old is your daughter? Her writing is amazing! At the very least, I could definitely see her makin' it big with in the graphic novel genre paired with the right artist, but I wouldn't be surprised to see her make a name for herself in the fantasy novel genre either. I love the images she creates.

PFDAN.................................................................. ShadowLord

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by georgej on Jul 31^st, 2006, 12:44am

on 07/31/06 at 00:29:55, ShadowLord wrote:

Thanks for your kind words, Shadowlord. She's....unusual. :)

She draws, too. She's drawn a picture of Tunvald already, but she's not happy with it yet. She's photoshopping at it.

El's fifteen.

Best,

George

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by ShadowLord on Jul 31^st, 2006, 12:59am

Holy shit... Fifteen? She's not unusual... She's a genius... I really hope that she makes something of her writing. I would kill to have her talent. Whatever you can do, please encourage her to pursue her writing. I really think her ability could put alot of the current so called writers to shame. Honestly, I'm on the edge of my seat to see more of her work. Amazing!

PFDAN............................................................. ShadowLord

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by Cathi04 on Jul 31^st, 2006, 1:11am

George, El's writing is striking. It conjures up images, graphic and stark..........and waaaaayyy beyond her years!

I know one day, she will be widely read. She is to be encouraged!

Gonna go print, so I can read it all again.

Thank you for sharing, George.

Cathi

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by TxBasslady on Jul 31^st, 2006, 1:17am

on 07/30/06 at 23:23:34, georgej wrote:

I apologize for the length of this post.
I hope no one is offended by this. She does not intend to trivialize a very real and painful condition, nor does she wish to make light of something that all of us have fought our private battles with. It's just her way to understand it.

No apology necessary...this read is superb.

I can't imagine that anyone would be offended. Her passion for writing is evident....and I think her understanding of the pain in our lives is remarkable, as seen by her thoughts on paper.

You have a right to be proud.....and she does too :-*

Jean

Title: Re: Tunvald--An IntroductionLetting his tired musc
Post by georgej on Jul 31^st, 2006, 1:32am

Chapter 1 (second part)

Letting his tired muscles relax in the warm water of the bath was nice. ...And he got the death scent away from him for the short time he’d have between now and the next time he used magic. He wished that interval could be longer.

Getting out of the bath, he dried himself and dressed, draining the water before returning to his room. He’d made his hair lie flat for once.

He moved silently across the hallway, falling asleep almost immediately in the lumpy bed the innkeeper had given to him. It was a relief. He hadn’t slept for nearly two days. He left the window open to gain advantage of the cool night breeze. It was quite stuffy inside.

The morning sunlight struck his eyes and he mumbled to himself, groaning slightly as he rolled over and covered his head with a pillow. He needed more sleep. He got up reluctantly, knowing he needed to catch up to the army more than he needed sleep at the moment or there would be a post out about a rogue mage. He could be a nuiscance when he wanted to be, but right now he just wanted to get this all over with.

He caught sight of a swift black form out of the corner of his eye, but when he turned to get a better look, it was gone.

Tunvald tightened his sword belt, setting the blade against his hip. He was determined to get an early start, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to buy anything to eat. The innkeeper had taken most of his money the night before when he’d paid for the room.

He crept quietly downstairs and into the kitchen, where he helped himself to dried meats and fruit. He then took a short trip to the stable for a horse.

He saddled a gangly bay and galloped out of the village. His theft wouldn’t be discovered until later that day, and he planned to be some distance away before then. Tunvald’s green eyes narrowed. He knew the Captain wouldn’t wait for him to catch up today either.

He pushed the horse as far as he could, getting off to walk it at intervals. While he walked beside the animal he ate some of the dried foods he’d taken, and kept the rest safe in his small pouch.

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by TxBasslady on Jul 31^st, 2006, 2:19am

;;D Awesome

J

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by maffumatt on Jul 31^st, 2006, 9:34am

For being just a kid, that girl has Talent. Very Cool, keep encouraging her to write.
Matt

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by LeLimey on Jul 31^st, 2006, 9:40am

Incredible, absolutely incredible. I can't wait to read more.
Nurture that talent George, she is going to be very famous and we'll all be buying her books before long!
I'm really impressed and in awe here
love
Helen

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by sandie99 on Jul 31^st, 2006, 9:44am

I'm amazed! :)

George, keep on posting. Your daughter is very talented writer. :)

Best wishes,
Sanna

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by Melissa on Jul 31^st, 2006, 9:50am

I'm enjoying reading it thus far. :)

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by JenniferD on Jul 31^st, 2006, 9:50am

ohmygawd.......this gave me goosebumps... she nailed it. The line: The black thing that lurked in the shadows growled once my gosh! Its the warning, the first twinge.

I can't wait for the rest of the story!

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by jon019 on Jul 31^st, 2006, 10:48am

on 07/31/06 at 09:50:55, JenniferD wrote:

EXACTLY my reaction! Read this post before the rest of the thread and thought no way. Well, WAY! Goose bumps for sure. That is awesome talent and I can't wait for the rest of the story...

Jon

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by floridian on Jul 31^st, 2006, 10:49am

Nice thread - does your daughter know the origins of the name Tunvald? In Old Norse/Icelandic, Tún is field or meadow, and Vald is power or authority.

When I lived in Iceland, I knew a few Valdimars, Valdíses, etc. One brother in law is named Thórvaldur.

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by georgej on Jul 31^st, 2006, 11:36am

on 07/31/06 at 10:49:43, floridian wrote:

I don't think she knew the origins of the name, but she does now. ;) She'll be interested.

She came up with the name the way she does with all her RPG and fictional characters--messes around with a random name generator until she finds one that fits. She then writes up a long description of each character's attitudes, personality, voice, gestures, physical appearance, and so forth. Then she draws (by hand or on the computer) a picture of the new personality so she "can see him or her in my head". She may or may not use the character for something else. If not, she just files it away.

Last time I checked, she was up to two hundred and sixty-something.

Thanks for your response, Floridian--and to the others who've responded so positively, thank you as well. I'm absolutely blown away by your kindness. It will mean a lot to El.

She doesn't mind criticism, either--she realizes that she's still learning-- so if anyone has any constructive criticisms, please PM or e-mail them to me. I'll forward them to her.

Best wishes,

George

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by Mattrf on Jul 31^st, 2006, 11:39am

I am ah struck, she is incredible, if she wrote a book now I would buy it.
Dang such talent in such a young girl, just incredible.

Matt

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by Carl_D on Jul 31^st, 2006, 12:45pm

To quote Melissa backwards...

:o !WOW

Incredible stuff! I give it two thumbs way up!!!

Peace,
Carl D

PS - Your kid DEFINITELY has the gift.

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by cootie on Jul 31^st, 2006, 12:46pm

Very good........I always did alot of writeing and drawing when younger......it was my OUT......didn't have brothers or sisters and my folks both worked and I was a latch key kid for MANY years so I was by myself almost all the time. No complaints here tho.....my parents took good care of me and I had a nice home and nice stuff.....wasn't allowed to tell anyone I was home alone cuz I was pretty young when they started but I did FINE !!! Loved to sit and write and draw pics of fantasy things and was BIG (and still am) into fantasy stuff and sci-fi. Your daughter has a SUPER way of writeing useling little detail and wording to TOTALLY give a visual and explain what she is saying. I love it !!!!!! She can express herself thru her writeing.........sumthin alot of kids can only do distructably. Good job.....I am very impressed !!! Visually fantaside Pam

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by Linda_Howell on Jul 31^st, 2006, 12:54pm

She may not mind critisism, but I sure can't see anything to critque here.

This is a very mature mind in a 15 yr. old body.

Please keep encouraging her.

Linda

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by davyp on Jul 31^st, 2006, 1:08pm

:o :o :o

WOW

Your daughters writing is superb and i would certainly buy this book if it was on sale and probably any others that she wrote also.
I am on the edge of my seat waiting for the next installment.

Davyp

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by georgej on Jul 31^st, 2006, 1:34pm

Tunvald went south at first, until he ran into the obvious signs that the soldiers had gone through the area. Hoofprints and broken branches were strewn around the path, and some of the trees had deep sword cuts in their trunks. He walked the horse carefully along these paths, trying to keep out of sight of villagers as much as possible. Near the end of the day he could see the fires of a makeshift camp in the distance. By the sound of mens' voices he knew it was the soldiers. He climbed into the saddle once more, keeping the horse’s reins tighter than he usually would. His nerves were shot and he was anticipating the reprimand that he’d recieve from the captain.

Entering the camp silently, he attracted notice from the soldiers as they ate their dinners. The laughter paused as he was observed. Keeping his head low Tunvald continued to move through the camp until he was stopped by the boots of the captain.

Looking up somewhat he met the rage in the Captain’s face with cold indifference.

“You were lagging behind again Tunvald!” His voice was clipped and he yanked on the reins, causing them to fall from the mage’s numb hands.

Tunvald’s green eyes narrowed slightly. “I’ve already expained to you why I don’t follow when the soldiers leave the battlefield.” He replied quietly.

The captain backed away as Tunvald leaned forward.

“Listen you idiot. Would you like me to stab you in the eye with one of these?” He held up a dagger. The captain mutely shook his head. “Then you’ll let me by, because you know it’s in your best interest to do so. And you won’t complain about me lagging behind anymore either.”

The mage skulked along on his horse until he reached the opposite end of camp, where he dismounted. Finding food and water for his stolen horse wasn’t too difficult, and when the beast settled down to sleep he sat at the base of the tree to which it had been tied and pulled his hood lower.

“You know horse,” He said looking up at the animal, “I’ve told that man so many times that he overuses the magic. But he never listens.”

Tunvald fell asleep soon after, his mind still reeling with images from the battlefield and the village--the devastation of the area between here and there, where the soldiers had passed through.

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by imnotbub on Jul 31^st, 2006, 2:05pm

Absolutely outstanding.

Steve

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by Mattrf on Jul 31^st, 2006, 2:24pm

Moore, moore, I want moore!

Matt

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by Ghost on Jul 31^st, 2006, 2:31pm

AND!!!!!!

I dont read Fantasy but my kids do. This one actually got my intrest.

Mike

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by LadyLuv on Jul 31^st, 2006, 2:47pm

:o :o :o

First I'd like to thank ShaneM for his thread on "how to tell your children about CHs"; otherwise we would not have had
this great thread...

Georgej, your daughter have a great talent.. tell her to keep up the good work and you keep up the posting...

Thanks so very much for sharing her work with us..

Peace & Blessings
LL

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by Grandma_Sweet_Boy on Jul 31^st, 2006, 5:19pm

She may only be 15, but I believe she has been here before. Nobody is that good on their first time around this old earth.

That little girl is some talented. I truly hope she continues and like everyone else says - we'll be hearing nothing but good things about her.

Can't wait to read the rest of her story. She's brilliant!

How 'bout posting a photo of El. I now have a mental image and would like to see how close I am. :)

Carol

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by Charlie on Jul 31^st, 2006, 8:05pm

Wow. Amazing talent there.

I couldn't do that when I was 15 and can't do it at 59.

Charlie

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by TxBasslady on Jul 31^st, 2006, 8:20pm

I'm still amazed, G

Tell her we're like on the edge of our seats here...LOL

We need more..... ;)

Jean

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by Sandy_C on Jul 31^st, 2006, 8:21pm

I'm absolutely enthralled with this story! Your daughter is extremely talented. I'm certain she will go on to write magnificent books in her future. I can't wait for more of this story. Parts of it hit on CH perfectly, the pain, the anger, and the fear. It's wonderful.

Sandy

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by georgej on Aug 1^st, 2006, 12:15am

Okay. Grandma_Sweet_Boy asked for a photo of El. Here's one she just sent me. She photoshopped it a little and "greened" it (don't ask me why) and added a few sketches to it.

I persuaded her not to use the one she'd modified to make herself look like a zombie.

http://usera.imagecave.com/Podkayne/IMG_0644.JPG

She tells me there's another installment coming tomorrow morning.

Best,

George

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by TxBasslady on Aug 1^st, 2006, 1:48am

I love the picture :)

She's a beautiful girl, George. You are so lucky :-*

I hope you've allowed her to read our responses....it would make it all the more special.

I can't wait to read more...you can bet I'll be watching for you to post.

Love and hugs to you and your daughter,

Jean

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by ShadowLord on Aug 1^st, 2006, 1:58am

Love the wings... And what's so bad about a zombie? LOL

PFDAN................................................................ ShadowLord

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by georgej on Aug 1^st, 2006, 11:43am

Here's another brief installment.

I talked to El, and she thinks it might be best to finish out the first chapter (some good stuff coming up yet, I promise) and let the thread here lapse at that point. At the end of the first chapter, we'll work out a location where you can view later installments if you wish.

Thanks, everyone. I've been overwhelmed by your responses.

She calls it "The Price".

http://usera.imagecave.com/Podkayne/The_price_CH.jpg

The next morning dawned clear. Frost had settled on every available surface. Tunvald stood up stiffly, causing his horse to shy away from him. He patted the horse’s soft nose reassuringly. It snorted and shook its head, snuffling his pockets for food. The soldiers in the camp were already moving around, some of them already searching for breakfast.

The mage walked past them to the cavalry-master’s tent, near where the rest of the horses were picketed. Moving carefully among the equines he stumbled over a bucket that had been left out.

Cursing, he caught himself, picked up the bucket, and continued on. Before long the stolen horse was fed, watered and had happily fallen asleep once more. Tunvald shook his head in exasperation and sat down under his tree again, pulling out the dried meat and fruit from the previous day.

It was almost mid day when the camp started moving again. The mage was sure that he’d never ridden a horse with a bumpier walk and kept shifting in the saddle in a vain attempt to get comfortable.

Days and miles passed by the war-weary soldiers and their captain. Tunvald almost didn’t notice them. He spent a lot of his time finding out just how saddle-sore one could get after days of riding. When they stopped to make a more permanent camp at the end of a Seven-day Mark everyone in the company was relieved.

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by TxBasslady on Aug 1^st, 2006, 10:25pm

;;D

Thanks George, and El :-*

Jean

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by maffumatt on Aug 2^nd, 2006, 10:17pm

Tell that girl to get back to work, been waiting for the rest of chapter 1.

Matt

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by kayarr on Aug 2^nd, 2006, 10:33pm

Wow!!!!!!! Foster those gifts (and it sounds like you do) She may have been placed in your care because you would recognise her as special and nuture her.

Tell her I believe in her:)

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by georgej on Aug 3^rd, 2006, 1:03am

Hi all,

El's been pretty busy, but I'm sure she'll be finishing out the chapter soon. She's seen everything you've written. She's grateful--perhaps a little overwhelmed.

Meanwhile, here's a poem about writing she wrote a few days ago. Not about CH--but I like it a lot:

NO IDEA

You have no idea.
The  amount of sheer determination
which drives me to the edge-
the edge of madness,
to weep everyday
within the walls of my mind
and pour out all those thoughts
in black ink-lined smiles.

The difficulties facing all the words that come to mind
when the visits out of state
can go out of your mind.
Tried and true ideals
waterfalls and sunlight
filter through the  word-forests
and create a flowing river.

Full of vowels and prose and storylines
that never get written down
and they pour out letter by letter
in the sands of time.

Time which passes mournfully
or full of bright happy moments.
Or which steals away the tediousness
of the repetitive files in the cabinet.

How long can one stand outside
to watch the hatches rise
off crystal waters of those rivers
in the pine forests high above?
As fish rise,
flashing silver bodies
red lined cutthroats
simply watching-
entranced.

And in the mind compelled to write
by some unnatural burst of words,
a trailing string is left behind
solidified
on paper.

Thank you, and best regards,

George

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by TxBasslady on Aug 3^rd, 2006, 1:31am

I can see...there's no end to her talents.

How proud you and your wife must be. ;)

I love the poem.. ;;D

Jean

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by georgej on Aug 4^th, 2006, 8:19pm

This is the end of the first chapter.

We're going to let this thread lapse at this point. If anyone wants to see how the story continues, I'll post a location for you to look at after El gets it set up.

Best regards,

George

Tunvald settled down to sleep that night, his body protesting the amount of travel he had forced on it since rejoining the soldiers several days ago. His mind faded into dreams of long before, when he had been apprenticed. His mentor, Oorn had found him in one of the smaller towns in the north.

Oorn first saw him pacing a field one summer in the late afternoon sunlight, a hand held to his face. The older man had watched from a distance while the teen let out a string of curses. Eventually it seemed to go away, and Tunvald returned to his home, not noticing the dark figure meandering away from him. Oorn however had frowned, knowing the Beast full well when he saw it. Upon reaching the village he searched out the boy he had seen earlier and was told that the child was sleeping.

“Tunvald didn’t get much sleep last night.” His mother explained apologetically.

It wasn't until the next day that the two met each other. Oorn offered him an apprenticeship in exchange for helping Tunvald learn how to cope with the pain. he showed the boy his scroll with a depiction of the Beast on it.

“Have you ever had a pain, just behind your eye, that feels as though someone is trying to make you as miserable as possible without killing you?” The old man asked him.

Tunvald looked stunned, but nodded slowly. “Yes, yes...that’s it exactly.”

They traveled together, the years turning Tunvald into a toughened young man. He gained a distinctive scar on his face, which led him to wear a concealing face mask and hood, his green eyes taking in the world from a weary perspective.

He was eighteen when his mentor let him go, choosing to wander off into the darkness one night and not return. Continuing on alone for awhile, the young mage was eventually pressed into military service, since the kingdom had a great shortage of mages.

This was when Tunvald’s dream turned sour.

The first battle he’d been in wasn't the worst, but it had a very bad effect on him. The Captain called for him to take out what remained of their enemy. His set voice said that there would be no tolerance for impudence or refusal.

Silently Tunvald moved to the front ranks and held his hands out to his sides. He closed his green eyes and called up the magical fires from within him, letting them run down his arms and to his hands.

Lightning flashed in the clouds that had gathered above the battlefield and the soldiers moved away from the mage, unsure. He opened his eyes and pointed a hand toward the opposite side of the devastated plains. He wrote a flaming rune in the air. It hung silent for a moment before exploding in an arc of emerald flame, the sound of rolling thunder accompanying it.

Half of the open area caught fire, and mens' screams could be heard from within the flames. The soldiers turned and fled, leaving Tunvald, who added his own scream to those of the dying.
His eye was watering, and the left side of his head was so full of pain he couldn’t think clearly. He gradually became aware of a presence that sat in front of him, eyes visible, even in his mind.

Its sharp-toothed grin fed off his pain. The Beast had come.

Title: Re: Tunvald--An Introduction
Post by TxBasslady on Aug 4^th, 2006, 11:26pm

;;D Great!

I am very interested, George. Don't forget to let me know where it'll be.

Thank you, El :-*

Jean