A druid walking into the daggerhills

Once a noble druid, Ka has donned his old armor, clicking it into place and throwing over his cloak. He took one last look back at the cormanthor and the road to shadowdale and finally flicked up his hood. He took to his nomad roots and began to walk. No backpack, just what he arrived in. However he took one thing with him. The experience and memories of his times here. The friendships he gathered and lost, the enemies he made and vanquished. And Huzante...The crazed red dragon now residing in his soul along with him. Perhaps in the deepest parts of the desert he would find true peace.

Justin hears of this... And an unseen tear falls from his eye.

Such new eventually reached Zekryn's ears, most likely from the source of a obscure contact or a happen glance upon the arch-druid leaving. He would frown at the loss of one to talk and debate with, yet in the hindsight of things he viewed it as a wonderful gift. With one whom imposed restriction via a assumed threat he could now freely take down those that were in close contact with Ka.

'Ka' may notice a Raven following him for quite some time, perhaps once and a while stopping to meld in yet would soon take off to chasing the wandering druid. Given time it would vanish returning to its master to bring what news it had.

Celestial Leopard was watching from a tree, swinging his tail and looking Ka as he was leaving. He will not be forgotten, Lyons Forest will remember his actions during Second Forest War. Leo lowered his cat ears and head, as being sad to see his friend is leaving. He locked his eyes on Ka as long as he had him in line of sight. And when he finally left, leopard jumped from branch on the ground, looking for the last time in the path where Ka was walking in hope he will see him once more or maybe that he will return. After few minutes, Leo made his way back to forest.

Cassandra, now often residing in Free Haven or wandering the Daggerhills deserts surrounding, would blink in surprise upon seeing such sight.

She would attempt to confront him for a last conversation, inquiring on his decision and the reasons behind it. After all, Ka' was one of the few people who never truly despised Cassandra, and even offered her help.

NorthernStarshine wrote:

Cassandra, now often residing in Free Haven or wandering the Daggerhills deserts surrounding, would blink in surprise upon seeing such sight.

She would attempt to confront him for a last conversation, inquiring on his decision and the reasons behind it. After all, Ka' was one of the few people who never truly despised Cassandra, and even offered her help.

After some words Ka would explain that his time had come. His nomadic tendencies were burning a hole in him, and Huzante was growing even more restless. He needed not to endanger his friends he will always remember and for him, the walk ahead was just another part of the cycle. His next life.

As Zalazar hears that Ka dissapeared he sits on the rotting corpse of a dead bear and starts to crawl the corpse between the eyes. He grins darkly and whispers to himself..


"It is time to taint the heart of the woods. So it may become the decaying pearl of destruction."

A walking Tree and his boar watch the Archdruid walk off, rarely did the two spend time with him but they knew he was the leader all of their kind needed.

With no moral compass, how would these two act?

An Uthgardt barbarian gets in the way of the departing druid. He tries to hide the fact that he's out of breath.

"White told me you're leaving."

He takes a moment to observe the druid, once again, hiding the fact that he would be panting like mad if no one would see him.

"I said, not a chance," he grins. "Not without a handshake."

With that, Taeron offers Ka' his hand and shakes it firmly. He leans in closer, and says something to the druid - but those words are only for the druid to hear. No one else. Not even the wind.

"Farewell. Find your peace."

With that, the barbarian steps out of the way and lets the druid pass.

Taeron wrote:

An Uthgardt barbarian gets in the way of the departing druid. He tries to hide the fact that he's out of breath.

"White told me you're leaving."

He takes a moment to observe the druid, once again, hiding the fact that he would be panting like mad if no one would see him.

"I said, not a chance," he grins. "Not without a handshake."

With that, Taeron offers Ka' his hand and shakes it firmly. He leans in closer, and says something to the druid - but those words are only for the druid to hear. No one else. Not even the wind.

"Farewell. Find your peace."

With that, the barbarian steps out of the way and lets the druid pass.

Ka would shake the barbarians hand and give him a nod to the words. He took them with his memories. Keeping them close to his own heart.

A dark skinned woman stands alone in the moonlight. Her long pink hair blowing in the light breeze, caressing the smooth skin of her cheek as she watches the elven druid leave. She looks around often, her shoulders tense as she listens for any hint of danger. Her lavender touched eyes hunted as her gaze strays to the deeper shadows. She shivers and jerks her attention back to the Druid once more. "This is going to cause complications", she whispers to the wind. After a few more moments she sings briefly and fades from view.

As the week passed on, no trace of the druid or his tiger remained. The circle was left to the hands of the council, Perhaps the high druidess that approached Ka would tend to its needs. Now with all his passing. It was final. He had moved on to another place. Where? Anyone could guess. For it is the way of the nomad to travel without direction. There is only one true home for this wandering soul. And that is Avendor; until then, he will roam until he takes his final breath.

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