Setting
The Eastern quarter is more lush than most of the bulk of Lochway forest, having suffered little to no damage from the raging flames.
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Lochway Forest (East) is a part of 
Weston.
6 Characters Here
Curtana Lierre [51] [quote]Sometimes, you just have to travel the road that's not there.[/quote]
Jarlas [51] The currently deceased man known as Jarlas Fraiture; Mysterious in his ways, but DEAD sexy to the ladies. See what I did there?
Kestrad Berle [28] A demon hunter from the City of Graves in Weston.
Fang Derxi [7] Memories of love and hate, dark and light...Which path is right for me...?
Adella Harmond [7] A once mortal woman who had been told that one day her life would end before it had even begun.
Kite Master Layang [7] As the kite master of Matyeng, he roams Terra for something more substantial than a waning title.
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Curtana whimpered in her sleep, and Kestrad could feel her muscles twitch.
In her dreams, they had shifted yet again. The children were kicking her and her one friend. Of course, it was just a oddly colored fox, but they had gotten along wonderfully. "Please! Stop!" Curtana cried, trying to reach out for the fox, but the children would kick her arm away. She yelled out in pain and curled up into the ball she normally did. She soon after found herself standing and fighting back for the first time in her entire life. Pushing, shoving, kicking, punching, she fought no matter how many times they pushed her back down.
The children, frustrated and with broken prides, ran off leaving Curtana there with the now dead fox. She held the limp body in her small arms, weeping and apologizing to it. It was her fault it was dead. If she did not exist, he would have lived a normal life time. The spirits around her wept with her, rain falling from a cloudless sky.
Tears fell down the sleeping Curtana's cheeks.
'It's time. It's time to leave this place little one.' She had remembered that voice, although she could not remember who told her that. 'You are meant for so much more. You must go and find your path.'
"It's time.. time to leave.." She whispered in her sleep.
In her dreams, they had shifted yet again. The children were kicking her and her one friend. Of course, it was just a oddly colored fox, but they had gotten along wonderfully. "Please! Stop!" Curtana cried, trying to reach out for the fox, but the children would kick her arm away. She yelled out in pain and curled up into the ball she normally did. She soon after found herself standing and fighting back for the first time in her entire life. Pushing, shoving, kicking, punching, she fought no matter how many times they pushed her back down.
The children, frustrated and with broken prides, ran off leaving Curtana there with the now dead fox. She held the limp body in her small arms, weeping and apologizing to it. It was her fault it was dead. If she did not exist, he would have lived a normal life time. The spirits around her wept with her, rain falling from a cloudless sky.
Tears fell down the sleeping Curtana's cheeks.
'It's time. It's time to leave this place little one.' She had remembered that voice, although she could not remember who told her that. 'You are meant for so much more. You must go and find your path.'
"It's time.. time to leave.." She whispered in her sleep.
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