II event two entry: LOOK WHAT IZIRA FOUND

#Infinitum-I 2nd event entry

Morale points for Xanthe Islands: 9_(creature)+7_(Izira)+1_(background)+5_(excerpt)= 22 x2_(event)=44
_{if you think I miscalculated, please dont hesitate to inform me}

OMG I DID IT....

..._{30 hours}...40+ hours of my life, GONE in an instant...
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okay I dont really know how long it took, but it sure does feel like it...

andomg its 3am _{how did that happen?!?}

Anyways attempt at excrept/short-story thingy first; continue rant after...





“The winds….have changed today…”

Izira whispered her words into the changing winds. Her golden eyes, like stars shifting across a night sky, calmly glanced toward the vast desert as her hair shimmered like golden-bronze threads in the hot sun.

“Indeed…Do you believe it to be a sign from Vata*, Izira?”

Eshe*chimed monochromatically, her short red hair rustled in the wind like fleeting flames as she sat alongside Izira. Though her body remained directed straight ahead as she drank from her cup, she could not help but peek at Izira with her swift, sharp, fuchsia eyes. Her expression, remain unchanged. She then leaned her cup toward Izira, lightly tapping it again her bare shoulder,

“chai mikor?” Eshe asked bluntly,

“nah, merci…” Izira refused politely with a slight wave of her hand.

Her words trailed as her mind, preoccupied with thought as she stared toward the direction of the coming wind. Her brow furrowed as she gazed upon the endless labyrinth of sand dunes and sunken ruins. Eshe, her expression betraying her curiosity, shot her eyes in the same direction. She had been in Izira’s company long enough to know that she was concerned about something, however what it could be was a mystery to Eshe. As they continued to look, Eshe’s eyes widened, started, as they saw along the horizon splash of sand swiftly rise into the distant sky, almost as if something had arisen from the ground from the gates of hell.

“Just as I thought…” Izira spoke firmly as she arose from the ancient column they had used as their bench. Her eyes met with Eshe, who had already risen subconsciously out of shock. The column was so bare and worn by the shifting sands, it was easy to confuse it for a simple stone when not looking for what remained of the faint lines of ancient scriptures written by their ancestors.

“I sense a heat signature along the horizon” Izira began, now enlightening Eshe on her concealed thoughts, “It was colder than a man’s, however I was not sure if it was a threat or underground water…” Izira turned to Eshe and looked sharply into her eyes. Eshe now realizing the seriousness of this readjusted herself to head Izira’s orders. “Secure the borders, inform the rest. I want squads on watch in case there is more than just one threat. Make sure nothing gets near the perimeter…” Eshe nodded, as she listened carefully “Alert Hosaam*, I want his squad ready….In the meantime….” Izira continued, staff in hand, “I shall investigate the situation…”

“Right” Eshe said strongly.

And with that they both disappeared toward their destinations.

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Izira ran faster than the sun could shine, her eyes, pierced toward the odd presence they traced along the horizon. <What could this be…> she thought profusely <This is neither shape of a man nor the shape of any animal here…what could… -!!> Izira could not have been prepared for what lay in front of her. For this was no creature seen before in this desert, resembled such size and such ferocity that this…monster displayed beneath Izira’s intense gaze. Still she showed no fear, nor weakness. She could tell this was no simple beast, its’ intentions of destruction were obvious. Yet, she was prepared to stand her ground, already analyzing the creature, determined to defeat this wrathful demon…at all costs.

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*Vata: god of wind (from ancient Persian mythology, and one of the Yazatas)

*Eshe (AY-shay): a priestess and commander of the Alchemic Research Division in the Zaranian Army. A very blunt and stubborn girl, yet even at 19 her skills as an alchemist and as a fighter make her a very worthy adversary.

*Hosaam (hoo-saam): leader of one of the squads of the Zaranian Army. His squad’s specialty is dealing with large enemies.

(“chai mikor?”) = “you want tea?”

(“nah, merci”) = “no thank you”




OKAY BACK TO RANT

OH.MY.BLOB. I am so tired right now....this was actually my first attempt ever at making a realistic background and drawing/coloring a monster....I dont know what provoked me to try realistic coloring, but you can definately count on me never doing it again...
I had no idea where to even begin on this so I ended up doing just a bunch of experimentation with stuff to see what could work, especially with the sand...
oh deviantart.... y u no have sand tutorial for paint tool sai??

I did find one that was somewhat helpful --> [link]

After that tho everything went to shit and I just started fliping tables lol

I was also thinking about doing the "request critique" thingy on here but I honestly have no idea what that does..I guess ill figure it out later tho lol ttyl

-RVZ

Izira, Esche (c) me

_{unless you ask me...then maybe...}