Posted by Iolar on November 6, 2008, 11:23 am, in reply to "Iolar"
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Iolar has never fought a battle; never harmed another. He has no scars; neither visible or stored away in some dark crevasse of his mind. Iolar is; in the purest essence; innocent.
He loves his duties as a scholar; his teacher; his students. He oftentimes seeks refuge in the quiet of the Academy, when the bustle of Ni'Srilan becomes too much to bear. It brings solace to a weary mind; here, there are problems to be solved; questions to be asked; and lessons to be learned. He slinks in and out of trees; a silver streak of moonlight against a particularly dark night. And ofcourse; when she calls for him; he isn't late to answer her call.
He's never met her before; never known her name (though it is easy to find out; reaching into her mind.) This is all new to him; and he feels intrusive; probing in their secrets. Iolar would prefer to ask questions instead. But he breathes her name; and his earth stirs within him; reaching out for her; gently touching her weaker element; and Iolar quietly hushes it; begs it not to cause her any harm. And it obediently fades; to lay dormant in the back of his mind.
"Delilah" he says; and his voice is bright; eager and patient all at once. She holds the faint smell of mounatins (and wolves; he thinks; delighted - he's never met one from Andarin beofre.) She's not a newcomer; but he's never seen her in the Academy before either.
"Welcome to the Academy; pray tell Delilah; why have you chosen the life of a scholar?"
He sing-murmurs; and his voice is beautifully bright. There's nothing imposing, or frightening about Iolar; only gentle kindness and childlike curiosity.
"Ah, Delilah; I have a task for you; your Objective; if you will. You are to seek out three other Scholars; be it of your own home - or someplace else; is up to you. And you are to find out what their chosen class means to them; and why they've chosen it."
And he awaits; with a gentle smile tugging at his lip; for her to either accept; or decline his proposition.
IOLAR
this piece of poetry is meant to do harm
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