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This page conserves the character fiction forum of the Agora forums. The posts have been left unformatted to make it easier for users to copy them here and paste them into the new forums.

Oren Itanooren12/10/08 18:25View
Missy12/10/08 22:22View
The backstory of Vulpes.Vulpes12/11/08 01:46View
Erica KesselErica Kessel12/11/08 07:52View
Missy's Story.. a Do-over and another ChapterMissy12/11/08 22:38View
UsrBinPerl12/11/08 23:48View
oren12/11/08 23:57View
Kwekwe's BackstoryKwekwe Karu12/12/08 01:02View
UsrBinPerl12/13/08 00:35View
Eternal SunsetMissy12/13/08 12:19View
Kit Ristow12/14/08 00:01View
ShyMathys12/14/08 00:27View
MasksAlissa12/14/08 00:58View
Lorae12/14/08 01:24View
UsrBinPerl12/14/08 22:07View
Missy's Story Continued..Part 3Missy12/16/08 08:43View
Missy's Story Part 4: Innocence ShatteredMissy12/16/08 18:34View
Missy's Story Part 5: Innocence AnnihilatedMissy12/18/08 17:16View
Small DangersVox12/18/08 21:36View
Saint of The Abyss: Part 1Luciferiel12/19/08 05:21View
Zero....-1Justa Zero12/19/08 17:38View
Zero....1Justa Zero12/19/08 18:26View
Óðr’s Daughter. Chapter I: A Guiding DreamAsil Karu12/20/08 02:39View
Omega To Alphaerinnic12/23/08 16:49View
Her Bloody Tears [-Past Event-]Methias12/23/08 18:09View
Lost Kitsune - A Shattered MindKiera12/25/08 18:51View
Usr's story Part IVUsrBinPerl12/27/08 20:34View
The EssexHeir Maelstrom12/29/08 04:23View
Kwekwe's shameKwekwe Karu12/30/08 18:11View
Joint Round Robin Fic Anyone...?erinnic12/30/08 19:07View
God Was On Her Lips As She Diederinnic01/02/09 23:31View
Love and Betrayal - A New Beginningkessjuliesse01/03/09 13:46View
The Diary of Cody Woodhencodywoodhen01/05/09 21:35View
Missy's Story Part 6: Innocence AbductedMissy01/07/09 06:23View
Cursed BladeYannis_Martynov01/08/09 21:27View
Story Thread: Community Round Robin Ficerinnic01/09/09 23:25View
The demon withinCanly Fargis01/11/09 16:14View
Ziau- CoLA's Very Own CasanovaZiau01/13/09 02:09View
Twisted Attentionserinnic01/21/09 20:34View
Inspiration- music and roleplayZiau01/26/09 08:01View
Compilation! Where were you when it all happened?Ziau01/28/09 09:12View
The Clock Struck MidnightMalice Ashdene01/28/09 22:31View
With Precision- a poem by Kelly Welch A.k.A Ziau Jua.Ziau01/29/09 04:36View
Alisa's dicovery of a new world (character sheet + story)Alisa Draconia01/30/09 19:17View
The Shadow Stepper- Ziau the Enshadowed.Ziau02/01/09 07:26View
Krista Lemon arrives to the streets of Lost AngelsKrista02/03/09 00:09View
Back Story Upto the Excile of Rune.RuneCrimson02/03/09 21:59View
War with the Brood, war with the Coven, and the Pack.Ziau02/07/09 04:11View
-- Halcyon's Backstory --Halcyon Nacht02/08/09 00:22View
Planer/Exonar family (aka, Erinyse, Khalan, Viridian, Cummere, Selena)Cummere Mayo02/08/09 03:53View
Kit's BackstoryKit Ristow02/10/09 18:40View
Eyes in the DarkKeyla02/11/09 09:47View
Surfacing Part ILlyr02/13/09 22:21View
Surfacing Part IILlyr02/13/09 22:35View
Tama-Chan: A Cat's Story (Tamara's background)Tamara02/17/09 07:35View
Project: A map of Post Apocalypse North AmericaTamara02/17/09 19:21View
Dreamtime RevelationsWinter02/19/09 18:08View
Reaver-the echo of the BlackwindAntiZero02/23/09 00:43View
On the Origin of SpeciesTamara02/25/09 22:38View
ConfessionKit Ristow02/26/09 01:39View
Personnel File: Pointe, Zsuzsanna C. (Inactive, Deceased)Su Pointe02/26/09 03:32View
Malice, in a Different Kind of WonderlandMalice Ashdene02/27/09 18:07View
The Dark of InspirationKit Ristow03/01/09 21:42View
Jheric: CrucifiedKayle Ashdene03/03/09 10:53View
It's my lifearsene_Braveheart03/05/09 18:18View
The Tradgedy of the HybridDigital Enigma03/29/09 07:09View
The Sin of Wrathmolly switchblade04/02/09 21:28View
Golden BoyEphran Ehrler04/15/09 06:12View
Story About A GirlAesendria04/24/09 15:34View
Climaxe by Smith and WessonSloan04/28/09 06:19View
My new project ATTENTION Russian Characters!Ziau05/01/09 06:42View
**NSFW** A Typical Tuesday Night for MissyMissy05/06/09 20:48View
Post your profile links!Cortero Landar05/07/09 10:25View
Making Logan SufferAesendria05/12/09 07:09View
Jeanne VarunJeanne Varun05/14/09 08:24View
The Vanguard's True PurposeLogan05/16/09 01:03View
Cortero's Infernal ArmorCortero Landar05/16/09 06:52View
Bookstore SurpriseAesendria05/16/09 23:16View
Post your profile links if you have in-story info in them!Cortero Landar05/18/09 10:33View
PromisesAesendria05/24/09 02:44View
Cyber Evolution Bios, Anur Seda, Cyber Reaper, and Commander of CETheassassin06/08/09 11:28View
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A shift in prioritiesLogan06/17/09 04:21View
Going homeLudvig06/17/09 19:10View
'Ren in Japanoren06/18/09 23:11View
Thelma across the boardThelemaJuliesse06/26/09 15:09View
Pre-fiction: How Kayteear got here.Kayteear07/15/09 16:43View
Story TimeCharissa07/17/09 19:03View
Pack Airship RP.Tai07/27/09 02:49View
My CharacterLilith1308/05/09 22:34View
LilithLilith1308/06/09 09:30View
The Haunter in the DarkShadow08/14/09 21:50View
The Flying HeadsKwekwe Karu08/16/09 16:52View
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Llyr[i](I've posted this before on the old forums, but I hope I'll be forgiven for putting it up again. Llyr is about to re-enter CoLA, and this is part of the backstory for it. For those who dont' know (and those few who will care) Llyr fought Michael back in the summer, and, with the help of a little backstabbing treachery from Gabriel, Michael killed him. Surfacing tells what happens next.)[/i]

Like a swimmer emerging from deep water, he wakes.

Roughness against his belly and face, warmth in shifting patterns across his back. There is soil against his lips, bitter and rich. He rolls to one side, muscles and nerves rousing one by one. His eyes open.

A Forest. Ancient trees sift the light of an autumn sun with bough and leaf and his naked body is painted with their shifting shadows. There is little undergrowth between them; root and rock, long dead leaves crumbling into soil. The air shimmers with insects, birdsong, the sough and creak of branches in the wind. He does not know this place, or how he came to be here.

He does not know who he is.

Even his body is strange to him, enormously tall and powerfully built, though alone he has no way of knowing this, no reason to notice, no reason to question the unblemished newness of his pale skin.

His mouth is dry as cotton, hunger clenches like a fist in his belly. He rises unsteadily to his feet, automatically seeks a downward slope in the forest floor and follows it, steps growing more certain as he goes. Somewhere there will be water.

There is. A long oblong pool, nearly a small lake, fed by streams, nestled between towering beech and oak. He drops to his belly beside it and scoops blissful handfuls of water to his mouth. It’s clear, almost painfully cold, and he sucks it down with something like ecstasy.

A conscious thought, his first since awakening: the light has shifted. Dark will come soon, and with it cold. Though he is hungry he should tend to the matter of warmth first.

A stretch of time to find the right kind of stone along the water’s edge, and more to chip a piece to something like a working edge. Then a search for deadwood, soft for the base, hard and dry for the rod. He cuts a hank of his own hair, twists it to cord with absent skill and fashions a firebow. Shred moss and birch to loose fibre, spin the rod with the firebow into a divot in the softer base wood, in a tiny hill of the fine kindling. Crouching, work the rod back and forth in steady, deliberate strokes, sweat springing up and cooling on his back until smoke curls from the friction, and then spark and at long last flame.

The sun’s angle has flattened, and the wood is perceptibly darkening. He returns to the pool and finds an overhang of rock shadowing the water. Drop to belly, dangle arms elbow deep in icy water, and wait still as stone, hope and hunger mixed.

It comes in mere moments. Somewhere deep within him he wonders at the grace of it. Long silvery dappled trout brushes fingers, lingers as he tickles its sides, slips his hands beneath and, in a flash of hand and spray, scoops it to the bank beside him.

A blow. Hunger too insistent to allow time for cooking. And then tearing mouthful after mouthful of flesh away with strong white teeth. He wipes greasy fingers on his naked thighs, and huddles by the fire. He is an animal, full and warm. There are stars above the lake in unfamiliar patterns, scoured to brilliance by wind. There is the crackling of the fire, the soughing of the trees. And then, once more, there is sleep.

Sleeping. Waking.

The sky is a wheel spinning out the days and nights. By day he fishes, hunts, laboriously builds a small lean-to for shelter from rain and the snows of winter which surely will not be long in coming. He dives into the great pool with unconscious grace, arms outstretched like the wings of a bird, or an angel.

But by night he dreams.

The sweat and lurch and roar of battle, tearing through hot-eyed beasts with sword, pulling them apart with his own hands. The searing pain of wounds alien now to his unmarked flesh, two most of all: a golden sword and one of flame, driven through his body.

An endless parade of faces strange to him, another man’s memories. Certain faces remain with him when he awakens, and he ponders their meaning: an ugly, scarred giant bearing a monstrous hammer, a small dark-haired, laughing girl who grows out of laughter and into sorrow, a lean hard man with a gun on each hip and a story to tell, a gold-armoured angel, beautiful and proud and cruel. There are others, and they matter somehow, but it eludes him; a flash of colour at the periphery of vision that vanishes before he can turn to see.

And then one night, just as autumn gives way to winter at last, the final leaf dropping to earth in the company of the first flake of snow, he dreams something more.

Clad in kilt and tartan he stands on a grassy hill gazing down to the field below. Small still shapes dot the ground and hundreds of dark figures mill about them. Like ravens. Like wolves. Something he had clutched in his left hand drops to the ground: a crudely carved wooden horse. He pulls the greatsword from his back in a black glitter, wings the colour of ash clapping thunder as he hurtles down the hill. He is roaring words he cannot understand in a voice ragged with fury and pain, striking down, driving through the dark figures with their crooked backs and jagged hands, ripping them apart over the bodies of the prey they had been consuming. The small still shapes he is now close enough to see.

Children.

Oh god, the children of Emain Macha. Every one.

He is torn from sleep by his own scream, by sobs that rack his frame without mercy. He weeps like a man bereft, for their pain and his own failure to save them. He weeps until his whole body aches, and then, utterly spent, he weeps as a small child himself, lost and alone.

And now he knows.

Llyr

My name is Llyr
02/13/09 22:21
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