Another LOM build. My character is getting closer to the truth. . . . :P
About this creation
It had been two months since the extermination of Arvon, and two months since the Masked had restored peace and relations between the citizens. He used the sapphire from Meids for Invadir's economy, but it was now known throughout Infordest who had first retrieved the jewel. Cazzmir was much more famous than he would've wanted, but he didn't really mind. As long as he was able to get away from it all and go hunting every once and a while. And it was on one of those hunts—just at the borders of his property—when his future changed for good.
Cazzmir's heartbeat quickened when he saw the figure sprawled on the beach. His clothing was black and blue. The colors of Mythron. Maybe it was a coincidence, maybe not. But he had to find out.
Cazzmir rushed out onto the sand, hurrying to flip the man over. He hoped he was still alive.
The man groaned and sat up. "Wh—where am I?" He murmured.
"Invadir," Cazzmir answered. "Just outside Infordest."
"INVADIR?!" The man nearly screamed. "But—but that's Enalican territory, and—and that means you're—"
"Enalican." Cazzmir finished. "And I'm guessing you're Mythronian."
There was no hiding it now. "Yes, I am." The man answered. "You might as well do away with me as soon as you can. I am in your territory, aren't I?"
"I'm not going to harm you." Cazzmir shook his head. "In fact, I can help you get back to Mythron. I just need a favor in return. . . ."
Cazzmir helped the man to his feet and ushered him toward his home. His chance had come to learn about his past. And this Mythronian was the key.
The water and the sand.
The base of the tree. I like the way those roots look. x)
Top of the tree.
And the wall. I love how this came out. I don't think anyone's tried this technique before, though.