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Post by Sarah Hagaman on Mar 7, 2008 12:50:34 GMT -5
At the edge of the forest a small figure in baggy clothing rested upon a tree branch, looking ever vilgilant as he watched over the area, his purple-blue eyes almost seeming to gaze not only at what he surveyed but deeply within as well as far beyond. His pale features and seemingly permanent serious expression showed that his maturity and wisdom were far beyond his age though the fashion of clothing he wore was quite flambouyant. One would never expect that he was Jay the Unseen. One who knew all that occured and a brilliant strategist. This routine was daily for him and he had the Oresoren to tell him what went on in other areas. He couldn't stand to not know something. But because of this he had made quite a name for himself as an informant. He always knew when someone sought him and then would act sa his own messenger, never revealing that he was more than just the messenger but truly the Unseen people spoke of. But he preferred it this way. None could seek him out and force more information than he was willing to give. Still it did get lonely now and then... He never would have thought about it before but after his travels with Senel and the others the friendship of other human beings was something he missed. He even missed Moses of all people! Oh well, at least he still had the Oresoren to keep him company when he got back to the village. Even as these thoughts raced through his head, he remained observant, not missing a thing...
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