Birds of War-Pt:1The morning sun the was glaring down on this late spring day. Nary a cloud in the sky and the wind was barely blowing. A stone house sat beside a dirt road with the plot of farmland behind it with it’s sole farmer working it. He had unremarkable shaggy brown hair with hazel eyes. His muddied work pants where the only real clothes he was wearing, showing several scars across his upper body. He was weeding out the rows before heading into his house once finished. He looked up at the sky and estimated the time it was. Cleaning himself up and a change of clothes later he went out and grabbed a horse wagon from the side of the house and pulled it to the apple orchard he had growing beside the house. He picked each apple carefully and put it in the back of wagon and when it was full he managed to pull it to the road where his neighbor was just about to leave with a two horse wagon full of wheat.Birds of War-Pt:1 by The-Pixeled-Bro
“Ah, morning Felix” the man said.
“Hardly, it’s nearing noon by now
Introoooooooo dumElgivka is a peaceful enough continent; sure there's dragon attacks, the humans and the elves still don't get along, and there was that one plague but that was a couple of years ago. Lately however there is a new source of strife in the elven kingdoms and now they seem to be calling the Birds of war.Introoooooooo dum by The-Pixeled-Bro
Owl of Winter
Raven of Twilight
Eagle of Destruction
Sparrow of Wind
Hawk of Sand
Phoenix of Dawn
Reincarnated souls of immortal warriors destined to stop global tragedies and save, well you know, the world. What could they be thinking... or, what are they trying to prevent?!