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Lan had often visited the gardens when no one was about, and for the first time he heard the earth speak of another being within the soft and calming area. Drawing a deep breath he sighed, his sigh sounded like a giant bumble bee. The Earthen Brother told him it was two people. One woman, one man...the Breath of Life told him that they were lovers...though one held great strength, it was still capable of passion. It was odd to find someone who had not been corrupted by the power given to them by the Silver Mother. Lan had been sitting there for so long his scent was part of his natural surroundings, so if anyone could track through scent they would only smell nature. His massive silver broad sword was cleaved through the ground and he lay back on it, like a chair. A gentle breeze danced through his hair and he welcomed the Breath of Life with open arms.

"One day this land will be purged of all those that would destroy it. I vow it..."

Closing his eyes he relished in the soft touch of the Silver Mother. Though no one knew him, he knew many people. The one named Xol caught his eye the most though, he and the individual known as Focht. Both were odd...one was twisted and obviously evil, but the Breath of Life told him that there was a spot in which no evil could touch, perhaps love? The other was caring, compassionate, and seemed full of caring love, but as of late he has been degrading and dieing slowly. He knew nothing of either of their personality, but from what the Breath of Life told him, they were both strong in mind, body, and soul.

Focht gently brushes Sai's hair out of her face ignoring the other presence he felt. He was letting her look into his eyes, revealing the hatred, anger, and intent to kill that was now shown there.

"Always blushing..... The rose fits with your blushing."

Lan smiled to himself as the Breath of Life whispered in his ear. He was young, in comparison to other Silver Giants, but even he could feel emotions on the wind. Nothing but undieing love. He almost wanted to uproar and laugh out load! There was still love in this forsaken land? It was amazing. Grunting softly he pushed himself to his feet and turned around to face his sword. An instrament of death that helped him heal the hurt. That thought caused his face to cring in disgust. Grasping the leather bound handle in a massive hand he ripped the silver broad sword from the ground. Earthen Brother cried out in pain and Lan apollogized. Pointing the tip of his blade against the wound of the earth a soft white light pulses, not only from his sword but from him as well. The ground seemed to bubble up and Lan could feel the joy that the Earthen Brother expressed. The wind sang in happiness and the tree's danced merrily. Nodding to himself he started away from any hope of being seen. His sword was returned to his massive sheeth and his boots thudded against the soft ground. He sank into the earth slightly as he walked. Even from clear across the gardens anyone, who happened to run their eyes along the area, would see Lan. He was 13 feet tall, but from a distance looked like a normal man.

Karalyn Rayne stepped into the gardens with a small smile. She picked up her colorful skirt as she walked up some steps and sat on a bench near a creek. She had never been to the gardens, but she had heard many great things about it. How peacful it was and how beautiful. She was beginning to wish she had come earlier, but she pushed those thoughts aside as she watched the creek calmly flow by. Her ovalish face and small nose and chin made her look a bit younger than she was. She had just turned twenty a few days ago, but she looked like a giddy teenager, and she hated that fact. Her eyes were always calm and cool. One was a light brown, the other a light blue. Her dark brown, curly hair fell to the middle of her back and she had many sections braided and she had made a loose bun with the braids. As a cool wind blew by, she shivered and wrapped her red velvet cloak tighter around her. The hood was large, and shadowed her face a bit and since it was lined with black silk, it was hard to tell if there was a person in there. Sometimes, if the light hit it right, one could see her mismathced eyes in the darkness. She sighed happily and continued to watch the water. To amuse herself, she stared at it intently and focused on three large drops of water coming out of the creek and floating in the air. She could see this happening in her mind, and soon, it became reality. With a smile, she made more little drops come from the creek to make the three drops of water larger until they were each the size of a childs fist. She made them spin slowly, then faster. They then began to weave in and out of the other, circling around and around in an odd fashion as they continued to spin. They spun faster and faster, and their circle grew tighter. Then they crashed into each other with a small burst of light. Hundreds of tiny drops of water slowly drifted back into the creek and Kara smiled, glad that she could practice her skills in peace.

*Zenkai sighed and stretched slightly as he made he way to the dojo*


Let see what you take value in so much around here

Two dozen orcs errupted from the ground as a perverse aura of earth magic errupted from no where. It twisted the plants it came in contact with as the orcs all carrying crossbows and swords began looking for targets. Two carried torches to use in burning the area.

The orcs turned souless eyes on the man and quickly formed two rows the first kneeling while the second stood. Twenty-four bows pointed at Lan and the arrows were released. The front row began reloading while the back row drew swords and moved apart in a staggered line.