(normally this would go into "Trails of Coleraon Pesong" but this is a tad....Different...)
Coleraon snapped back to wakefulness as he stepped on a twig. was he manageing to doze off while walking? new skill, yay. he glanced sideways at his older brother, Brondaen, who was glareing at him for stepping on the twig. "Incase you forgot Raon, when you are hunting wild animals, you are supposed to be QUIET. you can get this next shot...." Cole sighed and drew his bow, fitting a arrow to the string. he was crouched, to avoid being spotted by the deer they were hunting.
Several minutes later, he finaly found one. he aimed and pulled back on the string, ignoreing how it was cutting into his finger. should of brought some gloves.. when he had pulled back the string fully, and made sure of his aim, he shot the arrow. Cole hit dead on target. Brondaen commented "Nice shot little brother. now come on, lets collect the meat." he whipped out a knife and Cole followed suit. halfway in the skinning and gathering the meat, Cole said "this is disgusting...." "I know it is. but you do want something to eat, do you not?" Brondaen replied. Cole just grunted in response.
A few hours later, the pair were finished hunting and were sitting around the camp fire. then something happened that took Cole a few moments to understand. Brondaen had a arrow in his chest. but something about the arrow was different then Cole's or Brondaen's. it was blighted. a second later, another arrow impaled itself in a tree stump, missing Cole by mere inchs. "Raon! RUN!" Cole wondered why Brondaen was saying this, he could easyily take on a few-......oh crap....he had turned around and saw a large amount of aegis, one with a large club went straight for brondaen and hit him on the head, knocking him out. in times of panic like this, Cole tends to forget about recalling. so he sprinted away and went into the trees.
Cole was dashing about in the trees at top speed, arrows whipping after him. HOW could he of missed the signs?!? this forest was full of dead things, but Cole dident guess they were BLIGHTED! he dared a glance behind him and saw that the undead were keeping up with him on the ground, shooting arrows and throwing rocks. Cole was getting tired, but he could not stop, manageing again to forget that if he died, he would just reappear at New Trismus. then something hard hit him on the back off the head and his vison went black. seeming like a second later, he woke up again, on the ground and several aegis around him. the one with the large club came again and smashed his head, knocking him out fully again...
(Cole's been captured. bad luck Cole! this is me taking advantage of my Computer refusing to play istaria. but the main reason this isnt in the other thread for cole's storys is because this thread will be expanded for more on this story later. by the way, its OK if someone saw him get captured, but do try and not and save him until some time i can say it will work. *cough cough when the computer will run the game cough cough*)