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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 11:14 am
"Ah be one who seeks wisdom in t' leaves o' t' trees. There be many like us and t' listen be t' best way to garner that information." She made a small bow and watched him with bright red eyes. "Ah be one known as Malis Delnaria an' Ah be hailin' from far away in Ogrimmar. Ah be travelin' towards t' Kawani lands t' learn about ya cultures but ah 'ave found a home among ya people. Ah be one o' t' few trolls around here though there may be a few more arriving soon." She smiled knowingly and motioned towards her large belly. "There be nothing like t' important task o' takin' care o' someone who means a lot to ya t' teach ya the greatest lessons in life. Ya be lucky in that ya already 'ave t' ones who make ya life meaningful. Take care o' them, they be ya temperance and balance within ya." The troll nodded once more and flicked her tail, making the bangles around her dreads clink together. She didn't ask for his name, knowing that he would probably answer that question given time.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 2:09 pm
The small colt seemed to stand in wonder as his ears perked upwards and his maw seemed to gape slightly. So she sought wisdom? Perhaps she was more like a proclaimed individual part of a herd that could speak and heed the spirits and all living things with an ability to listen, to speak and learn from them. Again Ezriel seemed to tilt his head slightly, somewhat confused but in a way seemed to understand everything that she was saying even if she did have a strange accent and speech that flooded his ears.
"Malis from Ogrimmar," he mused with a low, reserved tone. "Uh- welcome to...wherever this is? I'm not use to these parts so I don't even know where we are but I hope you learn what you're trying to understand about us." As she motioned towards her belly, he gave a small smile, nodding as his small, tapered mane of crimson whisped about.
Again the small colt listened, crimson brows knitting as he nodded.
It was true. Ezriel did have those in his life who made his life meaningful and full of purpose and love and as well as those who created such opposite and sour emotions. That sense of a desire to take care of them and to be with them seemed to course strongly through his veins and embedded itself within his mind. He was blessed while, at the same time, cursed with the mirror image of his father as well as the darkness that abode within his small body. But that was something that he would learn to control and overcome with time- or so he hoped.
The more he thought about his family and how much they did mean to him, the more the desire to return hom etched at his mind and his heart. Ezriel nodded, looking up towards the troll. "Thanks Malis- I-I think I should be heading home to be with my mom and siblings. She's probably worried," the colt bit his lower lip, pivoting about for several moments until he turned around.
"I'm Ezriel- it was...nice to meet you," he added with a small smile as he turned around once again and began making his way back home. Hopefully his mother wouldn't be too worried or he'd never hear the end of it.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 6:35 pm
"Ezriel, that be a strong name and bodes well. Ah thank ya for ya welcome, ah be already learnin' about many things, even ya be one t' teach a little more." She smiled genuinely this time, more like a mothers smile than the grins she had previously echoed. Her eyes grew a little softer and she made a low bow. "It be a pleasure to meet ya Ezriel. If ya ever need someone t' talk just look out for t' troll. There be a zombie wolf who ya can leave a message, she be one t' let me know all she sees. Take care, Ezriel, protector of t' Dark One and Siblings." She reached behind her and tugged off a bangle that was on one of her lower tail dreads. "Take this t' remind ya of ya dedication." With that she melted back into the shadows of the deepening night as quietly as she had shown up, all he had left was the golden bangle with odd markings wrapped around them, similar to the ones that were tattooed onto her body and face.
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