With as little reaction as possible, Sariffall quickly lifts several large Redwood chunks over his shoulder and makes his way over to the cliff's edge; Ragela's eyes follow his movements.
"Nelio evna trahoya daba hara fayhava... Naoi detha, laita...?" {Not even I'm going to be here forever... You know that, right...?} Once more Sariffall is frozen in place, a statue invading his body as he stands upon the precipice of the platform's escarpment. Her words surround his insecurities. And more her words devour his train of thought. His head hangs ever so slightly. "Vasitaomo daya..." {You should visit them...} she repeats in a comforting tone.
Sariffall ignores her queries, filtering out the words cluttering his conscience of which she speaks. So too does he filter his emotions and subconscious thoughts as he begins scaling back down the rocky bluff of the mountain. More so he climbs to escape his mind. As he does Ragela gives a final glance towards him as he descends, shaking her head softly before stepping back into her cave from which she came.
To Sariffall the climb down was slower in time yet much too short in mind. Even still he hucks the planks of rough redwood bark over his shoulder once more and ambles into the forest growth.
The forest greets him kindly with the feel of a worm ambiance, though cold his body remains as he struggles to deny his desire to investigate the human village.
His confusion and inheld frustration is not lost on the woodland animals excited to see him. With worried faces they try to approach closer to which he ignores them. Ignore them he may, but the sight of dozens of animals frolicking in the grass and playing in the leaves with those of other species plants a tinge of loneliness in his heart- though he continues on.
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Life And Legacies
FantasyA Nephilim cursed into silence. Trapped in his own armor. Chased into hiding centuries ago. Former Arch Knight Sariffall descends onto a newly formed human settlement near his safe haven in the mountains. Little did he know, he would meet a young f...
