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Post by Jordan Hielo on Aug 8, 2012 11:34:19 GMT -5
"...I can help you find it, if you wish. I'd like to see it. I think it would be very magnificent. Beautiful," Jordan looked up and closed his eyes, imagining the blue beauty. He thought though, how would the goddess get it back? An idea hit him, and his eyes shot wide open.
"What if the will of the holder was for the tear to go back to the goddess? Would that work? I mean, unless you were an angel, or demon, anything of the like, I doubt you would be able to get it back to Almora. Unless, do you have any idea to bring it to her?" he smiled, looking back at Magnus.
He was often told his ideas were creative. If not that, useful. And he loved to get his two-cents in. After all, he had many ideas, his thoughts and feelings being cooped up inside him for over ten years.
"Where there is the will there is a way." he chuckled, "I do suppose having that will for it would help. But it is essentially a rock. I don't think it would fly away to the heavens. And as for helping me, my people only have one clue. And they will not speak it to anyone unless...unless the tree of hollow once again awakens."
He frowned, the idea was creative, he just wished it was more of a possibility.
Post by Jordan Hielo on Aug 8, 2012 11:45:16 GMT -5
Jordan snapped two fingers together in disappointment. Ahh well. Not all of his ideas were possible. "So what's so special about the tree of Hollow? I mean, it's still alive clearly. I felt it. I like plants, and the forest. It's faint, but it has a life source still. And why won't your people say the hint until it awakens?"
Magnus shrugged, "It was just what we were instructed to do at the time when it was hidden." Much of it didn't make sense to him but there was a system and he, along with the rest of his people lived and died by it.
Post by Jordan Hielo on Aug 8, 2012 11:49:34 GMT -5
Jordan nodded, not asking further questions. "How do you become an Almorite, anyways? I mean, is it an actual race? Or are you human or something, and just born into it?"
"We are human, probably at on time some half breed of elf too." he points to his ever so slightly pointed ears. "But we have more spiritual powers than a normal human so whatever was the other half at some point must have had similar powers. But yes, born into it you have to be. And only those who are pure are considered Almorites. Others are excluded in title but still welcomed in." He tried to explain as best he could.
"Yes, always have been few. That is fine though, keeps us hidden better." it was a bit sad to think of how small they were, but at the same time they had really only lost little over the years. But there death rate did exceed the birth...
"We aren't the powerful group anyway.... so i suppose having numbers would help." it would help alot actually... "And you? Your culture is vast I would imagine."
Post by Jordan Hielo on Aug 8, 2012 12:07:07 GMT -5
"Somewhat I suppose. The island the elementals reside on is quite big, and most elementals do live there. It's most of our birth homes. Our people are normally lone wolves, in the sense that many would rather work alone than with others. Sure, when we must we do, but most of the time no," he shrugged.
"It's in our nature to work alone. So I do suppose numbers do not always equal power," Jordan did like talking about his people. The elementals. It's what he knew best about.
"Is that just your element or all of them? Do they all prefer to stand alone unless needed or were you talking as a whole?" he wasn't sure which Jordan was speaking about.
Post by Jordan Hielo on Aug 8, 2012 12:11:50 GMT -5
"A bit of both. I mean, the ice elementals are definitely solo sorts of people. All of the elements normally like to work alone, though it really varies in level. The closest to consistent teamwork as an element is probably the water, or earth elementals. The more solo ones are fire and ice."
Post by Jordan Hielo on Aug 8, 2012 12:25:10 GMT -5
"A little...home was never really home for me is all. I didn't have any good friends, didn't have a good relationship with my family. Only thing I really miss is the weather. The cold. The snow. Soon as winter comes along I'm sure I'll feel just fine though," he smiled.
"You know, I was a mute since I was eight. No one ever listened to me before that, and not too many people noticed I had just stopped talking. I was the son of nobles, the Hielo family. The leaders of the ice elementals. And nobody gave a damn what I said," he smirked. As a young boy that thought made him sad. Now it just made Jordan laugh.
"Finally started talking after a while of being here. People listened to what I had to say. Needless to say I bet my friends were surprised to find that I have a more deeper tone of voice than I would look," Jordan laughed, remembering some of the faces people made when they finally heard him speak. It was a surprise to him really. He hadn't heard his voice since he was eight, after all.
"Then I am glad you found what it was you left to find." he figured Jordan had left home because of this. Because he didn't feel like it was home. He hoped the boy had found it.
Post by Jordan Hielo on Aug 8, 2012 12:39:12 GMT -5
Jordan nodded, smiling softly. "Yeah. I found home."
He looked around, and out the windows. It was growing dark. "I should start packing for the village. Care to join me? Or do you have business elsewhere?" the elemental hopped onto the stage, throwing off the tap shoes and placing on his other shoes.
"Hmmm, yes, but I have been out in the open for much too long. I will meet back up with you when you enter the forest. I will be with you the entire time however, but you may not notice."
Post by Jordan Hielo on Aug 8, 2012 20:41:59 GMT -5
"Maybe, but you never know. I'm a hunter in those woods. I might just find you," the boy smirked, hopping off of the stage. He was a good hunter, if he might say so himself. Whether he was good enough to find the Almorite he did not know. It seemed like a challenge.
He held out a hand to shake with Magnus, "Thank you very much for telling me about the village. I'll start working as soon as I get there.
Magnus welcomed the man's hand. "I'll be watching." he threw a bag on the ground and a flash as well as smoke filled the air. When it cleared he was gone. Leaving no scent, print or anything behind.