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Akori
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Posted: Wednesday, May 25, 2011 at 11:45 AM Edited on 2011-05-29 15:22:12.0
...They had walked for what seemed some time now, or at least that is what his old & beaten feeble body was telling him. The uneven, craggy, dirt path was much less traveled than he had remembered. As was evident by many small rocks & patches of grass growing over it.

"Are we there yet Grandfather? I've never been there before, or here!", a young voice said excitedly & impatiently.

Full well knowing the boy didn't really expect an answer, the old man said nothing. He simply continued slowly up the slight incline watching the little boy jump up & around him following. It took everything he had not to smile at the little boy as time & again he could see from the corner of his eye as the boy nearly fell over, losing his footing as he landed on the small jagged rocks that littered their path. Each time he almost fell, the boy would look to see if his grandfather saw & each time the old man would continue as if he had witnessed nothing.

"How about now? Is it over thi..." the gritty sound of rock sliding on dirt could be heard followed by a slight thud. This time the boy did not look to see if his grandfather had seen. He could feel the heat building on the palms of his hand & knees from the fall. Looking down as he stood up he could see the bits of dirt & rock wedged into his now red dyed skin.

A small smile appeared on the face of the old man. Nothing sinister or mean, just a smile that said no lesson is better learned than one learned by one's self. So as not to embarrass the child he brought his hand to his face as if to stroke his beard in contemplation. All the while covering his slight grin. So as to allow the boy to recover like a man, he stopped for a moment keeping his back to the young lad. A bit of sniffling could be heard coming from behind, but the old man dared not turn around. Finally to lift the boys spirits, even the toughest of grandfathers can't help but spoil their grandchildren in some way, he spoke. "I do believe it is just over the crest of this hill my boy."

...They settled on a waist high boulder easy to sit upon, slightly shaded by some olive trees. Apollo was just beginning the descent of his journey on his Sun Chariot, but a soft wind scented of garrigue kept them cool. The area around them was relatively flat, except for the odd placement of large boulders slightly sunken into the earth all around, such as the one they sat upon. Olive trees also seemed to be sporadically placed throughout, growing every which way, but not in a grove.

"Do you see far off where the ground seems to disappear & then reappear hundreds of steps beyond like a valley my boy? " the grandfather asked pointing in the opposite direction from where they had come. The boy nodded in agreement.

"Very well" the grandfather stated, ordering the child to attention without saying so.

The boy looked up in awe, knowing he would finally get to hear what he came all this way for.

The grandfather obliged, " Look across this landscape, have you ever seen a field so randomly littered with rocks and trees?"

The boy looked across the field and realized what his grandfather was saying. The boulders seemed to be placed everywhere, but never grouped together. The trees seemed to grow all over the place, but not near each other. The older looking ones even seemed to be growing sideways with mush of theirs roots showing. As if someone had uprooted them and hastily dumped them in their new location. This was it the boy realized. This was where the battle took place!

Seeing the realization on the boys face the grandfather began his story you, "This my Boy is where the Titan beasts made their last stand. Here, we Olympians felled many a monster and lost many a friend as well. This is where boulders were wielded by monsters like tiny pebbles. Olive Trees uprooted & tossed like twigs. Where all Olympians stood united…Where the Monsters were beaten back into the valley from which they came!”

It was near dark by the time the grandfather had finished telling the story of the battle. He knew they had to get back. Though the Titans had been sent back down to their cages below the earth, there was still much that went bump in the night. With that the old man began to slide off the boulder, this was no place for a boy & a cripple after dark.

As before the old man continued walking undeterred by the boys pleas to here more about the battle. He was about to explain to the boy there was a reason his mother said not to stray into these parts after dark when he began to feel the earth tremble below him. The shaking continued to increase and unable to keep his footing, he fell to the ground next to his grandson.

Then, as quickly as it started it stopped, causing a deathly quiet to fall over the field. Even the sound of the wind had disappeared. The silence was violently broken by an ear piercing roar the likes of which the boy had never heard. It sounded like a lion, but with a pitch more like that of an elephant. The boy looked at his grandfather who seemed to have gone ghost white.

The sound was all too familiar to the grandfather. He knew what was coming, what would crest the cliff of the field far off. He prayed it would not be what he feared...

They both witnessed a monstrous clawed hand reach up from the cliff and grab hold of its' edge. The boy froze, he'd never seen anything so big. The hand looked to be the size of a full grown man, colored like craggy rock with sharp spikes protruding from its' forearm.

The boy was startled out of his still state by the grasp of his grandfather hand. He looked down at his grandfather, who still lay on the ground. His grandfather seemed to be finishing saying something, "...they, they've returned. May mighty Zues help us!" The boy bent over trying to help his grandfather up.

His grandfather could see the crowned horn Titan head and other arm crest the cliff. Its' massive jaws filled with razor teeth that can cut through armor with ease. Knowing there was no escape for his crippled body, the advantage of youth could save only his beloved grandson. He pushed the boy away and yelled, "Do not help me, do not look back, and never stop until you are in your mother's arms... RUN!!!"

Drakon Okeana

Titan Overlord, Ka 2

Ka Powers: Armored Hide, The Call to Battle

Renown: 5

Points: 445

Gegenee

Titan Master

Four-Armed

Points: 150

Unomus

Titan Master

Armored Hide

Points: 150

(4) Titan Slaves

Points: 240

(4) Titan Slaves

Points: 240

Total Points: 1225

Wins = 2

Losses = 1

Ties = 0

Drakon Okeana

Titan Overlord, Ka 2

Ka Powers: Armored Hide, The Call to Battle

Renown: 5

Points: 445

Gegenee

Titan Master

Four-Armed

Points: 150

Unomus

Titan Master

Armored Hide

Points: 150

(4) Titan Slaves

Points: 240

(4) Titan Slaves

Points: 240

Total Points: 1225

Wins = 2

Losses = 1

Ties = 0

Drakon Okeana

Titan Overlord, Ka 2

Ka Powers: Armored Hide, The Call to Battle

Renown: 5

Points: 445

Gegenee

Titan Master

Four-Armed

Points: 150

Unomus

Titan Master

Armored Hide

Points: 150

(4) Titan Slaves

Points: 240

(4) Titan Slaves

Points: 240

Total Points: 1225

Wins = 2

Losses = 1

Ties = 0

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Posted: Monday, Jun 13, 2022 at 2:39 AM
Akori said:
...They had walked for what seemed some time now, or at least that is what his old & beaten feeble body was telling him. The uneven, craggy, dirt path was much less traveled than he had remembered. As was evident by many small rocks & patches of grass growing over it.

"Are we there yet Grandfather? I've never been there before, or here!", a young voice said excitedly & impatiently.

Full well knowing the boy didn't really expect an answer, the old man said nothing. He simply continued slowly up the slight incline watching the little boy jump up & around him following. It took everything he had not to smile at the little boy as time & again he could see from the corner of his eye as the boy nearly fell over, losing his footing as he landed on the small jagged rocks that littered their path. Each time he almost fell, the boy would look to see if his grandfather saw & each time the old man would continue as if he had witnessed nothing.

"How about now? Is it over thi..." the gritty sound of rock sliding on dirt could be heard followed by a slight thud. This time the boy did not look to see if his grandfather had seen. He could feel the heat building on the palms of his hand & knees from the fall. Looking down as he stood up he could see the bits of dirt & rock wedged into his now red dyed skin.

A small smile appeared on the face of the old man. Nothing sinister or mean, just a smile that said no lesson is better learned than one learned by one's self. So as not to embarrass the child he brought his hand to his face as if to stroke his beard in contemplation. All the while covering his slight grin. So as to allow the boy to recover like a man, he stopped for a moment keeping his back to the young lad. A bit of sniffling could be heard coming from behind, but the old man dared not turn around. Finally to lift the boys spirits, even the toughest of grandfathers can't help but spoil their grandchildren in some way, he spoke. "I do believe it is just over the crest of this hill my boy."

...They settled on a waist high boulder easy to sit upon, slightly shaded by some olive trees. Apollo was just beginning the descent of his journey on his Sun Chariot, but a soft wind scented of garrigue kept them cool. The area around them was relatively flat, except for the odd placement of large boulders slightly sunken into the earth all around, such as the one they sat upon. Olive trees also seemed to be sporadically placed throughout, growing every which way, but not in a grove.

"Do you see far off where the ground seems to disappear & then reappear hundreds of steps beyond like a valley my boy? " the grandfather asked pointing in the opposite direction from where they had come. The boy nodded in agreement.

"Very well" the grandfather stated, ordering the child to attention without saying so.

The boy looked up in awe, knowing he would finally get to hear what he came all this way for.

The grandfather obliged, " Look across this landscape, have you ever seen a field so randomly littered with rocks and trees?"

The boy looked across the field and realized what his grandfather was saying. The boulders seemed to be placed everywhere, but never grouped together. The trees seemed to grow all over the place, but not near each other. The older looking ones even seemed to be growing sideways with mush of theirs roots showing. As if someone had uprooted them and hastily dumped them in their new location. This was it the boy realized. This was where the battle took place!

Seeing the realization on the boys face the grandfather began his story you, "This my Boy is where the Titan beasts made their last stand. Here, we Olympians felled many a monster and lost many a friend as well. This is where boulders were wielded by monsters like tiny pebbles. Olive Trees uprooted & tossed like twigs. Where all Olympians stood united…Where the Monsters were beaten back into the valley from which they came!”

It was near dark by the time the grandfather had finished telling the story of the battle. He knew they had to get back. Though the Titans had been sent back down to their cages below the earth, there was still much that went bump in the night. With that the old man began to slide off the boulder, this was no place for a boy & a cripple after dark.

As before the old man continued walking undeterred by the boys pleas to here more about the battle. He was about to explain to the boy there was a reason his mother said not to stray into these parts after dark when he began to feel the earth tremble below him. The shaking continued to increase and unable to keep his footing, he fell to the ground next to his grandson.

Then, as quickly as it started it stopped, causing a deathly quiet to fall over the field. Even the sound of the wind had disappeared. The silence was violently broken by an ear piercing roar the likes of which the boy had never heard. It sounded like a lion, but with a pitch more like that of an elephant. The boy looked at his grandfather who seemed to have gone ghost white.

The sound was all too familiar to the grandfather. He knew what was coming, what would crest the cliff of the field far off. He prayed it would not be what he feared...

They both witnessed a monstrous clawed hand reach up from the cliff and grab hold of its' edge. The boy froze, he'd never seen anything so big. The hand looked to be the size of a full grown man, colored like craggy rock with sharp spikes protruding from its' forearm.

The boy was startled out of his still state by the grasp of his grandfather hand. He looked down at his grandfather, who still lay on the ground. His grandfather seemed to be finishing saying something, "...they, they've returned. May mighty Zues help us!" The boy bent over trying to help his grandfather up.

His grandfather could see the crowned horn Titan head and other arm crest the cliff. Its' massive jaws filled with razor teeth that can cut through armor with ease. Knowing there was no escape for his crippled body, the advantage of youth could save only his beloved grandson. He pushed the boy away and yelled, "Do not help me, do not look back, and never stop until you are in your mother's arms... RUN!!!"

Drakon Okeana

Titan Overlord, Ka 2

Ka Powers: Armored Hide, The Call to Battle

Renown: 5

Points: 445

Gegenee

Titan Master

Four-Armed

Points: 150

Unomus

Titan Master

Armored Hide

Points: 150

(4) Titan Slaves

Points: 240

(4) Titan Slaves

Points: 240

Total Points: 1225

Wins = 2

Losses = 1

Ties = 0

Drakon Okeana

Titan Overlord, Ka 2

Ka Powers: Armored Hide, The Call to Battle

Renown: 5

Points: 445

Gegenee

Titan Master

Four-Armed

Points: 150

Unomus

Titan Master

Armored Hide

Points: 150

(4) Titan Slaves

Points: 240

(4) Titan Slaves

Points: 240

Total Points: 1225

Wins = 2

Losses = 1

Ties = 0

Drakon Okeana

Titan Overlord, Ka 2

Ka Powers: Armored Hide, The Call to Battle

Renown: 5

Points: 445

Gegenee

Titan Master

Four-Armed

Points: 150

Unomus

Titan Master

Armored Hide

Points: 150

(4) Titan Slaves

Points: 240

(4) Titan Slaves

Points: 240

Total Points: 1225

Wins = 2

Losses = 1

Ties = 0

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Yokew
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Member Since: 06/13/2022
Member: 25781
Total Posts: 31
Posted: Monday, Jun 13, 2022 at 2:39 AM
Akori said:
...They had walked for what seemed some time now, or at least that is what his old & beaten feeble body was telling him. The uneven, craggy, dirt path was much less traveled than he had remembered. As was evident by many small rocks & patches of grass growing over it.

"Are we there yet Grandfather? I've never been there before, or here!", a young voice said excitedly & impatiently.

Full well knowing the boy didn't really expect an answer, the old man said nothing. He simply continued slowly up the slight incline watching the little boy jump up & around him following. It took everything he had not to smile at the little boy as time & again he could see from the corner of his eye as the boy nearly fell over, losing his footing as he landed on the small jagged rocks that littered their path. Each time he almost fell, the boy would look to see if his grandfather saw & each time the old man would continue as if he had witnessed nothing.

"How about now? Is it over thi..." the gritty sound of rock sliding on dirt could be heard followed by a slight thud. This time the boy did not look to see if his grandfather had seen. He could feel the heat building on the palms of his hand & knees from the fall. Looking down as he stood up he could see the bits of dirt & rock wedged into his now red dyed skin.

A small smile appeared on the face of the old man. Nothing sinister or mean, just a smile that said no lesson is better learned than one learned by one's self. So as not to embarrass the child he brought his hand to his face as if to stroke his beard in contemplation. All the while covering his slight grin. So as to allow the boy to recover like a man, he stopped for a moment keeping his back to the young lad. A bit of sniffling could be heard coming from behind, but the old man dared not turn around. Finally to lift the boys spirits, even the toughest of grandfathers can't help but spoil their grandchildren in some way, he spoke. "I do believe it is just over the crest of this hill my boy."

...They settled on a waist high boulder easy to sit upon, slightly shaded by some olive trees. Apollo was just beginning the descent of his journey on his Sun Chariot, but a soft wind scented of garrigue kept them cool. The area around them was relatively flat, except for the odd placement of large boulders slightly sunken into the earth all around, such as the one they sat upon. Olive trees also seemed to be sporadically placed throughout, growing every which way, but not in a grove.

"Do you see far off where the ground seems to disappear & then reappear hundreds of steps beyond like a valley my boy? " the grandfather asked pointing in the opposite direction from where they had come. The boy nodded in agreement.

"Very well" the grandfather stated, ordering the child to attention without saying so.

The boy looked up in awe, knowing he would finally get to hear what he came all this way for.

The grandfather obliged, " Look across this landscape, have you ever seen a field so randomly littered with rocks and trees?"

The boy looked across the field and realized what his grandfather was saying. The boulders seemed to be placed everywhere, but never grouped together. The trees seemed to grow all over the place, but not near each other. The older looking ones even seemed to be growing sideways with mush of theirs roots showing. As if someone had uprooted them and hastily dumped them in their new location. This was it the boy realized. This was where the battle took place!

Seeing the realization on the boys face the grandfather began his story you, "This my Boy is where the Titan beasts made their last stand. Here, we Olympians felled many a monster and lost many a friend as well. This is where boulders were wielded by monsters like tiny pebbles. Olive Trees uprooted & tossed like twigs. Where all Olympians stood united…Where the Monsters were beaten back into the valley from which they came!”

It was near dark by the time the grandfather had finished telling the story of the battle. He knew they had to get back. Though the Titans had been sent back down to their cages below the earth, there was still much that went bump in the night. With that the old man began to slide off the boulder, this was no place for a boy & a cripple after dark.

As before the old man continued walking undeterred by the boys pleas to here more about the battle. He was about to explain to the boy there was a reason his mother said not to stray into these parts after dark when he began to feel the earth tremble below him. The shaking continued to increase and unable to keep his footing, he fell to the ground next to his grandson.

Then, as quickly as it started it stopped, causing a deathly quiet to fall over the field. Even the sound of the wind had disappeared. The silence was violently broken by an ear piercing roar the likes of which the boy had never heard. It sounded like a lion, but with a pitch more like that of an elephant. The boy looked at his grandfather who seemed to have gone ghost white.

The sound was all too familiar to the grandfather. He knew what was coming, what would crest the cliff of the field far off. He prayed it would not be what he feared...

They both witnessed a monstrous clawed hand reach up from the cliff and grab hold of its' edge. The boy froze, he'd never seen anything so big. The hand looked to be the size of a full grown man, colored like craggy rock with sharp spikes protruding from its' forearm.

The boy was startled out of his still state by the grasp of his grandfather hand. He looked down at his grandfather, who still lay on the ground. His grandfather seemed to be finishing saying something, "...they, they've returned. May mighty Zues help us!" The boy bent over trying to help his grandfather up.

His grandfather could see the crowned horn Titan head and other arm crest the cliff. Its' massive jaws filled with razor teeth that can cut through armor with ease. Knowing there was no escape for his crippled body, the advantage of youth could save only his beloved grandson. He pushed the boy away and yelled, "Do not help me, do not look back, and never stop until you are in your mother's arms... RUN!!!"

Drakon Okeana

Titan Overlord, Ka 2

Ka Powers: Armored Hide, The Call to Battle

Renown: 5

Points: 445

Gegenee

Titan Master

Four-Armed

Points: 150

Unomus

Titan Master

Armored Hide

Points: 150

(4) Titan Slaves

Points: 240

(4) Titan Slaves

Points: 240

Total Points: 1225

Wins = 2

Losses = 1

Ties = 0

Drakon Okeana

Titan Overlord, Ka 2

Ka Powers: Armored Hide, The Call to Battle

Renown: 5

Points: 445

Gegenee

Titan Master

Four-Armed

Points: 150

Unomus

Titan Master

Armored Hide

Points: 150

(4) Titan Slaves

Points: 240

(4) Titan Slaves

Points: 240

Total Points: 1225

Wins = 2

Losses = 1

Ties = 0

Drakon Okeana

Titan Overlord, Ka 2

Ka Powers: Armored Hide, The Call to Battle

Renown: 5

Points: 445

Gegenee

Titan Master

Four-Armed

Points: 150

Unomus

Titan Master

Armored Hide

Points: 150

(4) Titan Slaves

Points: 240

(4) Titan Slaves

Points: 240

Total Points: 1225

Wins = 2

Losses = 1

Ties = 0

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