Snippet #2153815

Locien sniffed the castle air through the bars and coughed visibly in thought. "When the Spirit of the Forest found One, he told One that one day, the two legs would find me for my help. He said One's real family was hunters of darkness and good people. Father fouled up something and mother ran before the time of her whelping with me." Locien tried to explain to Eclipse in the language of wolves, which the guards assumed was all just the Dark elf speaking in barks and intense expressions. "I remember before mother died... She sang a song... it sounded like a hopeful song. Hope is the two legs common language for... my clan name which is written on my blade."

Locien sighed as he looked out again as his mind slowly went back to that time, the only real memory of his true clan, his Mother's final lullaby. He slowly opened his mouth and tried to sing it in the common language. "W-we, are free, like water flow. We are o-one, as we feel.. love?" he tried to sing out in near common tongue of all mortal races. But try as he might Locien couldn't figure out the rest of his mother's final lullaby and howled in frustration.

"This is ridiculous!" he exclaimed again in frustration. "Every time I try to figure that song out it fades Eclipse, fades! And whats more the two legs will think I was trying to utter some ancient forest spell upon them. Ah Fel, I've probably made the situation worse." He started to bow his head but his nose started to twitch as he then sniffed the air. "I smell something Eclipse, some kind of scent... can you make it out?"