- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per week
- Online Availability
- I have a shifting work schedule, so My online times will be random.
- Writing Levels
- Adept
- Advanced
- Prestige
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Fantasy, scifi, futuristic modern, fantasy modern, Action/adventure, Mystery, Fan-based,
"Anne," Nicoli repeated softly watching as she dove into the water and admiring the grace with which she appeared again. He hesitated when she called to him but after a moment he nodded and scanned the water's edge for the easiest place to enter the cool glassy waves. His cloak was removed, folded and set next to hers, along with his sword, belt, knife, coin purse, and anything else he thought might weigh him down and make the lesson harder. In the end he was down to his breaches and snowy white shirt sleeves as he stood on the shore watching the water lap at his toes and stirring up bits of silt around the smoothed oak foot.
He paused then.
In the past fording rivers had been a chore, the buoyancy of the material combined with the moving current constantly wanting to send the foot out from under him. Swimming with it would be impossible. Yet as he looked at the queen bobbing around in the water he knew that it would be foolish to let this one little thing stop him from learning something that seemed so simple. Carefully he began to hike his pants leg up and undo the buckles that held the harness around his knee. He was free in a moment, but balancing one legged on a sandy shore was not easy, and before he could sit and ease into the water he fell into the lake with a shout of surprise and a great splash the sent droplets flying in all directions.
The leg ended up abandoned in the sand as Nicoli came up again some ten feet away, spluttering for breath and splashing about as he floundered his arms in the attempt to stay afloat.