Post by Connor Windkeeper on Nov 2, 2008 12:36:27 GMT -5
OOC:Sorry its kinda short i wasnt sure if there was some particular thing we were suppose to write about
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A soft rustle was heard as a young man silently made his way through the various underbrush of the land. Connor had been traveling all day and was trying to make it under some form of cover before night fell. He looked at the horizon and noticed that he didn't have much time before it did. It had been about two weeks since he had left Teirm in search of his father and it had not gotten any easier since he left the bustling port city. He had not come across any towns since his departure and he was slowly running out of supplies, especially food. His feet were sore from the all day trek and his stomach begged him to stop and make a fire and cook something to eat. He saw up in the distance a small cave and headed toward it, he would spend the night there and then would continue his journey toward the Varden, where ever that was. He hadn't come up with a way to get information on the Varden when he finally did come across a town, he didn't know who he could trust asking about them Rebel faction and if he asked the wrong kind of question he could find himself sitting in a jail cell for being a part of the group. It's not like he wouldn't join them if he could but loyalists to the Empire didn't need to know that. He made is way up to the caves mouth and slumped to the ground letting exhaustion take over him, he layed there for a few minutes before forcing his body to get up and make a fire cooking one of the few remaining fish he had left for dinner. He sat back down back against one of the cave walls, watching the fire dance around.
