Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140217201750/@comment-24449631-20140222120927

Rowan opened his eyes. He felt tiny waves eat at his feet on the sandy beach at the side of lake Rumare were he collapsed yesterday. His bed for that night was the sand of the beach, he felt the "crusty crystals" push to his dry mouth. If he opened it, the sand would probably come pouring on, so he didn't. As his view corrected he saw it. The ring. lying there, right next to him. beckoning him. But Rowan knew better.

He stood up and looked at the infernal thing with hatred. It seemed to have no more power over Rowan.

"You horrid little thing"

Rowan silently muttered.

He picked it up from the sand. And held it in his hand. The emerald snakes on it shining in the light of the morning sun.

He toyed with it.

"So powerful, and yet. So small"

Rowan looked up at the lake. He saw the sun shine on the city of the island in front of him. the light reflecting from the giant lake.

He looked back at the ring and showed a smile.

He then walked back a bit and readied himself. Running straight for the lake with the Ring firmly in his hand and when he was almost in the water, he threw it as far as he possibly could, releasing a loud shout. He flung the ring as far as his strenght allowed. it almost made him lose balance and fall in the water but he was strong enough to maintain his footing. As he looked up he saw the smal golden ring dissapear in the lake with a small splash and felt it sink to the bottom of the lake.

"Good riddance..." Rowan said with a smile on his face.

He looked at his clothes. They were a bit too large for him. He had to roll his sleeves up a bit.

"hmmm. I need new clothes"

"uhh... But where am I exactly"