Once, long ago, there was a man that loved the tree of Yggdrasil so much he had climb the boughs and never wanted to come down. This man was named vahn, and he enjoyed life in all its aspects. As he climbed, he could see to the far reaches of valhalla, from the mountains of asgard to the entrance of Hel's lair itself. But as he stopped a moment to watch the fields on which the warriors fought and died just to enjoy the fight, he saw something that didn't belong. a small band of people seemed uncertain of their location and under provisioned for the situation.
He patted the branch next to him and spoke briefly to the Yggdrasil tree and knew that his love would have to wait, for his life was to help those in need and bring peace and happiness to the realm in any way he could. He leapt down from the high place, without fear of the fall or the warriors below, laughing even as he felt the rush of wind around him. A valkyrie saw him and lent him an arm, aiming him across the torrent of battle towards these people that were becoming overrun. The warriors were quickly dispatched, but as he felled the final enemy, he found the people that he had saved were but an illusion, a trick to bring him down. Something or someone hit him in the skull and the world of stars enveloped him.
"Vahn, wake up! we got to get goin!" He heard a voice call to him, and awoke in a low lying branch in the small town of Amatsu. "ugh, again with that dream...." He groaned, slipping out of the branch and sitting near his friends. This was his life, one of small teams and for the most part, contemplation alone, dispatching creatures for others. "Alright, I'm coming. " He picked up his blades and grinned, running into the shadows. This was his life now, but the future was never already written. "Lets see what the shadows reveal..."
Yoink!
Chars: BK SinX, Swordie, GS, Asura Monk, Ninja