| Zane: I notice Kain running somewhere behind me and I sense the magic of the bird being formed. I...sense the magic? I can do that? I guess I'm going to be learning a lot about myself in the next few days as I try to get memories back. Even with these new developments, I do not stop running. Why am I still running? Where am I going? What am I afraid of? My heart is pulsing wildly, and I can feel it in my face. I'm out of breath and I stop, leaning on my staff and breathing ragged breaths. Nothing makes sense. |
| Still following Jeffry, Harvold watched the events unfolding through Dawnst. "Hm...something doesn't seem right..." he muttered as he watched Zane. "Dawnst, I want to talk to him." With a almost silent crow, Dawnst dipped his right wing and sailed down, landing on the branch of a tree directly in front of Zane. Harvold made a strange gesture with his two fore fingers, establishing a connection with Dawnst. "Testing, testing, sir, can you hear me?" he said, coughing to clear his throat beforehand. "You can hear me? Loud and clear? Perfect. Do you mind if we have a little chat? Don't be alarmed, I can't hurt you from where I am and Dawnst is ever the pacifist." |
| Zane: I gasp as the bird lands in front of me, holding my staff out defensively. It begins to speak, and I feel my pulse pound harder. What is this bird? Who is he? What does he want? Can birds typically talk like this? I don't think so....Is this a magic power I have!? "H-hello...I...I can hear you," I say, my voice as firm as I can make it, but quiet. "Are you a spirit...like Hecate?" I turn to Hecate, who has coiled herself around my left ankle. "Is...is it like you?" Hecate hisses a response, but I cannot tell what she says. "Who...who are you? What do you want to know? I...uh...I barely know anything myself...maybe this is a waste of your time..." |
| "Oh no, I'm hardly a spirit," said Harvold with a laugh. "Dawnst on the other hand, can be considered a spirit, I suppose. But that aside, I'm getting an odd feeling that's coming off you. I was about to ask you if you could possibly explain, but I suppose if you have no recollection of yourself, you could hardly be aware of the aura you're releasing, right?" Dawnst crowed softly and ruffled his feathers. Harvold, still at a relatively close distance within the castle, slowly played with the beads on his wrist. Without a staff to tap with, he really had no idea what to do with his hands. Catching himself, he brought his attention back to Zane. "Well then, i suppose I can relieve my curiosity later on. How about for the time being you tell me what you do know about yourself, perhaps include where on earth you're running off to? I don't mean to pry and if you're suspicious of me, I can most definitely introduce myself in person if it makes you feel any better. I simply feel like there's something about you that I could involve myself with that will be beneficial to you. Of course, if you disagree, I'll relieve you of my presence and leave." |
| Zane: "I'm giving off an aura?" I ask, surprised. I suppose it makes sense, I do have magical powers after all. And, in a world where a bird is currently talking to me, I guess theoretically anything is possible. "I...I wasn't aware, and I can't explain it then..." I look down and scuff my shoe into the floor. "I'm sorry." I sigh. "Tell you about myself? I wish you could tell /me/ about myself. I can't remember anything. I just...I just woke up in the forest a few days ago. I found Hecate and she brought me here. I don't know anything that happened to me before then and..." I gesture to my forehead and the back of each hand, "I have no idea where I got these...but I feel like I did something bad...something very very..." I pause, tears in my eyes. Why are they there? And why do I feel this way. "Bad" I finally say, blinking my tears away. "I don't know why I'm telling all this to you, mysterious talking bird. Maybe it's stupid of me, but what do I have to lose really. And I guess I'm not really running anywhere...just merely...away. The castle was shaking and it didn't feel safe and I don't have anywhere to go so I was just going to run and run...and I don't know when I was going to stop..." I am almost crying again. |
| Back in the castle, Harvold fell silent and he weighed his options in his head. The princess still seem preoccupied with her own duties and it could it take a long time before he could see her. Nevertheless, he felt reluctant to leave his position, in case the princess suddenly had the moment to see him. Sighing, he made his decision and told Jeffry he'd be leaving for a moment and pulled another potion from his coat, this time in the colour green. Smashing the potion and whispering another code, his body suddenly disappeared and he reappeared underneath the tree Dawnst was under. He was now in front of Zane, but his attention was more focused upon Hecate the snake. "Hm...perhaps I could help you out a little? If you would like a place to stay until you have had enough time to think, I can provide that for you." He turned his attention to Zane and smiled. "Don't worry, I assure you I definitely don't mean any harm. My name is Genes Harvold, please call me Harvold and this is my familiar, Dawnst." Waving up at the raven, who then crowed once and jumped off the branch and onto his master's shoulder. |
| Zane: I gasp and leap back as the man appears, holding out my staff defensively. I can see that he is focusing on Hecate now. What could he possibly want with her? Did he know things about her that I didn't? I look at the bird, Dawnst. I suppose that Dawnst is like this man's version of Hecate. Maybe he could tell me more about Hecate and even my past. "H-help me?" I ask softly, my voice trembling, "You can offer me a place to stay?" I wonder for a moment about this. I don't have anywhere to stay...but why is he so willing to help me? Maybe I'm too trusting...but I survived this long. ANd I can only guess that I was just as careless pre-amnesia. But maybe that's how I got amnesia? I sigh as I think it over, almost missing when he tells me that his name is Harvold and that he won't hurt me. "I...I do need a place to stay..." I say quietly, "So...yes to your offer. I would appreciate the help." |
| "Great, follow me then," said Harvold with a smile. He transferred the beads from his wrist back to Dawnst before turning away and beckoning for Zane and Hecate to follow. "In the mean time, I'll explain to you what I know, which isn't very much, mind you. You're a wizard with high potential, though I doubt you've realised how much you are capable of, but I also get the feeling that you're quite used to using magic. Quite a lot of it too." By now, he had realised that the young man he was leading had amnesia and he had no idea whether or not he was aware of how to control magic like how he used to. Nevertheless, that wasn't what was important for the moment and Harvold stopped short and turned to face Zane. He reached forward and swiftly snatched up Zane's arm, brushing back his sleeve to reveal the pentagram scar on the back of his hand. "I have several resources at my disposal that could be useful to you if you wish to learn more." Dropping the hand, Harvold turned away once more and began resuming his walk, briefly meeting Hecate's eyes and smiling gently. "However, that's only if you wish to know. I wonder if there's much of a point anyway," he said cryptically, chuckling as he stepped carefully over a tree root. (after your next post, I'll make another thread where Harvold lives) |
| Zane: I nod. "Ok," I say, and I begin to follow him. I notice him transfer his beads to Dawnst, and I wonder what the significance of this action was. Maybe it has something to do with how he was communicating through Dawnst? I wonder if I could do a similar thing with Hecate. I glance at her, and I notice that she is slithering along behind me. She seems at ease. That's good, I suppose. She knows far more than me, so if anything was amiss, she would probably notice. As I walk, Harvold tells me about myself. "I'm a strong wizard?" I ask softly, looking at the staff in my hand. Obviously, I knew I was a wizard. But a powerful one? I had no idea...could it be true? Suddenly he grabs my arm and I gasp as he brushes back my sleeve. My scar is exposed for all to see. I wonder why he did this, a blush filling my cheeks. "Resources?" I ask, painfully aware that my blush isn't going away, "Do...do you recognize something?" I see him looking at Hecate. He looks at her often, and I wonder if he, like she, knows something I don't. Are they /all/ hiding some big secret from me? "Yes!" I say quickly, "Yes, I do want to know...I want to know more about myself...something...anything..." I almost trip over the root that he had so deftly dodged. |
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