02-19-2014, 01:37 PM
Aria flipped through the books looking for any sort of information regarding killing the Ijiraq. The three books were mostly about the history of Ijiraq and what they were used for by the Gods of old times. Sometimes the words were hard to read, with centuries of smudges and fading.
The shadows had grown long and the couple upstairs started their fighting again, or rather their making up. Aria sighed. As she was getting up From Mist to Man fell to the floor, landing pages open. In the margins, neatly scrawled were the words "The elements can destroy Ijiraq."
That wasn't helpful but the writer must have found something on these pages that would help. Aria sat down and pulled the fallen book into her lap. It was a story of a god who was being attacked by an Ijiraq. It went on and an in an epic tale of glory. Only to have the Ijiraq burst into a billion ice fragments after the god had froze the creature and then shattered it's frozen carcass.
And then it continued on with another god killing the unstoppable beast with fire. "Even in gaseous form, the fire took hold and the beast became a blob of ash as the fire from his hands erupted forth."
It made sense now the comment in the margins. Two extremes of the elements could harm the Ijiraq. But that didn't really help a normal person kill one. Aria sighed. The information was useful, but it was hardly any good to her. Maybe for Dane or her savior, but for her it was nothing, nothing more than knowledge to file away for later. Maybe something more useful could come from the journal of the hunter on the list of books.
The couple upstairs had been forgotten until Aria had relaxed into the comfort of her couch with new found information in her head. Their emotions radiated into her body. Aria wished it would go away. She grabbed her coat and left the safety of her home. Hopefully the outside world was much better. She doubted it greatly.
The shadows had grown long and the couple upstairs started their fighting again, or rather their making up. Aria sighed. As she was getting up From Mist to Man fell to the floor, landing pages open. In the margins, neatly scrawled were the words "The elements can destroy Ijiraq."
That wasn't helpful but the writer must have found something on these pages that would help. Aria sat down and pulled the fallen book into her lap. It was a story of a god who was being attacked by an Ijiraq. It went on and an in an epic tale of glory. Only to have the Ijiraq burst into a billion ice fragments after the god had froze the creature and then shattered it's frozen carcass.
And then it continued on with another god killing the unstoppable beast with fire. "Even in gaseous form, the fire took hold and the beast became a blob of ash as the fire from his hands erupted forth."
It made sense now the comment in the margins. Two extremes of the elements could harm the Ijiraq. But that didn't really help a normal person kill one. Aria sighed. The information was useful, but it was hardly any good to her. Maybe for Dane or her savior, but for her it was nothing, nothing more than knowledge to file away for later. Maybe something more useful could come from the journal of the hunter on the list of books.
The couple upstairs had been forgotten until Aria had relaxed into the comfort of her couch with new found information in her head. Their emotions radiated into her body. Aria wished it would go away. She grabbed her coat and left the safety of her home. Hopefully the outside world was much better. She doubted it greatly.