Post by ~echo~ on May 22, 2014 7:39:29 GMT -5
(Crim Only xD)
When Aden Bree was young, she seemed to all rather a queer young girl. She didn't enjoy what most young girls her age did- she enjoyed staying in the house to mix herbs together to see the effect or to play around with innocent misdirection tricks. When a traveler would come to town, you would see the young girl talking to the travelers, gathering as much information as possible. So it wasn't much of a surprise that, when Aden turned sixteen, she gathered her things and started on a journey.
Nobody truly knew where the girl went on her journey, but when she came back to Bree to visit her parents a year later, she was wearing odd blue robes and carrying what appeared to be an ornately carved walking stick. She only stayed a few days, visiting old acquaintances and such and left about a week later to who knows where. People gossiped to no end about the girl and her parents, who, to most, seemed like relatively simple, normal people.
Ten years later, making Aden twenty-seven, she came back to Bree for a final time. Her parents had both been killed a few years previously and Aden was out for revenge. All everyone could see was a blinding flash outside of the Prancing Pony and then the dead body of a sleazy old man who was the prime suspect for her parents' death falling to the ground. Never again would Aden the Blue return to Bree.
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After that day, Aden wandered the countryside, helping people with her skills with medicinal magic and adventuring to her heart's content. She found herself in a strange new land one day, her staff gripped in her hands. This land was different from all the others she'd been to, but it was a necessary route to get to the place where she had heard rumors of dragons growing. She continued walking on the beaten path, making sure she was very aware of her surroundings. She was, however, preoccupied with the danger of dragons- lethal fire and deadly claws and teeth. Not even Erebor had survived the dragon attack of Smaug the Terrible. But if several dragons were to attack at once... Princes and kings might not escape.
When Aden Bree was young, she seemed to all rather a queer young girl. She didn't enjoy what most young girls her age did- she enjoyed staying in the house to mix herbs together to see the effect or to play around with innocent misdirection tricks. When a traveler would come to town, you would see the young girl talking to the travelers, gathering as much information as possible. So it wasn't much of a surprise that, when Aden turned sixteen, she gathered her things and started on a journey.
Nobody truly knew where the girl went on her journey, but when she came back to Bree to visit her parents a year later, she was wearing odd blue robes and carrying what appeared to be an ornately carved walking stick. She only stayed a few days, visiting old acquaintances and such and left about a week later to who knows where. People gossiped to no end about the girl and her parents, who, to most, seemed like relatively simple, normal people.
Ten years later, making Aden twenty-seven, she came back to Bree for a final time. Her parents had both been killed a few years previously and Aden was out for revenge. All everyone could see was a blinding flash outside of the Prancing Pony and then the dead body of a sleazy old man who was the prime suspect for her parents' death falling to the ground. Never again would Aden the Blue return to Bree.
--
After that day, Aden wandered the countryside, helping people with her skills with medicinal magic and adventuring to her heart's content. She found herself in a strange new land one day, her staff gripped in her hands. This land was different from all the others she'd been to, but it was a necessary route to get to the place where she had heard rumors of dragons growing. She continued walking on the beaten path, making sure she was very aware of her surroundings. She was, however, preoccupied with the danger of dragons- lethal fire and deadly claws and teeth. Not even Erebor had survived the dragon attack of Smaug the Terrible. But if several dragons were to attack at once... Princes and kings might not escape.
