Emberheart

Published May 6, 2014 by tenderleaf

Emberheart shuffled back through the forest, she needed to get home while her ingredients were fresh. She was an unassuming dwarf, she had sharp eyes that never missed a thing. She wore a robe of red and gold, she had numerous pouches always at her belt, always full. She smelt of crushed rose petals, sage and other smells you would think belonged to old sages hidden in librarys. There were other things that were hidden away too. In one of the pockets she had a knucklebone she kept it with her for luck. Some believed it belonged to her minion Fred. Most people thought her mad as she spoke to herself alot, and when she emerged from the forest her hair red and frizzy full of twigs muttering to Fred you could see why. She was however definately not mad. Something her sister Leafie definately knew.
Making her way to the cauldron in her hut she deposited her finds and whisprring into the night air a puff of blue smoke her spell was cast. Emberheart did not know that Leafie had arrived as she was so absorbed in her task, she did not see the look of horror briefly cross her face. Emberheart was smiling it was worth it, the spell had worked… she had summoned a revenant and now had it under her control. She turned saw her sister and said “meet Freddie, a new edition to the family.”

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: