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The Tale Begins...
With a Kingdom in the World of Meiran Known as Kiliran, Ruled by a Fair King and Queen. Amongst the Kingdom's neighbors are Various Elven and dwarven kingdoms. One of which is the Elven Kingdom of Kreanor, one of the Oldest Kingdoms, well versed in the Lore and history of the world. The Monarchs of Kiliran were blessed with three loving children, a Son and two daughters, and ruled their kingdom in just and wise ways. The most often random occurrence would be the barbarian invasions from the North, and some complaints from various Dark elves in the west.
One Day, Fate was unkind. A strange individual representing a Grave and Dark threat from ancient times made a deal with a member in Kiliran's Court, and won him over. No sooner then Five Months after this, an army of both Orcs, and other foul creatures of darkness, struck at Kiliran, and killed the King and Queen in a deadly Coup for the enemy's ally. The Young Prince and His Sisters fled to Kreanor for Sanctuary.
The High King of Kreanor, who knows of who is at the head of the Dark Army, Permitted them to stay, and told them to Go to an Old Elven Mage's Hut, By name of Ildhrenion Galadiir. And what they find there and what happens shortly afterwards, is how our story begins.....
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Locien ignored her grip on his arm temporarily but throughout her answer kept it on him for awhile before moving to grab the blanket. He felt like blushing but he was sure she couldn't tell if he tried to do that or not. Then he tried to think of certain questions to ask that he meant to talk to her about. He sighed.
"First, I wanted to think on your swordsmanship a bit and schedule lessons." He said first. He had to think of something else to say so she wouldn't think that he has a suspicion of her magic. Not yet to say the least. "Secondly, I half wonder on what's it like being a Royal. Like the life of one I mean. Must be both exciting and boring." He gave a light chuckle. He then looked at the stars, watching them. "You like connecting stars together to form a picture?"
Now why did his brain decide for him to ask that???
"First, I wanted to think on your swordsmanship a bit and schedule lessons." He said first. He had to think of something else to say so she wouldn't think that he has a suspicion of her magic. Not yet to say the least. "Secondly, I half wonder on what's it like being a Royal. Like the life of one I mean. Must be both exciting and boring." He gave a light chuckle. He then looked at the stars, watching them. "You like connecting stars together to form a picture?"
Now why did his brain decide for him to ask that???
"I can barely block with a sword and I can't attack, but anyhow we could practice before we go to bed each night if we aren't too tired or anything. Being a Royal? Well I am the youngest so I kind of get to do as I please, but of course I had lessons to go to and things to learn. The most responsibility I was given was welcoming people and being in charge of rituals or ceremonies, as I would dance in them. Also I would help out with parties and such that the castle held. It is boring being a Royal like you said, well, unless I give myself something to do and it is a bit annoying how people treat you and or treat you differently once they know who you are. Including you get a main guard to protect you. I would drive mine crazy since I would sneak off and ditched him a lot, but he is a good friend...I hope he is okay..." she paused, as she turned to look at the stars. She laughed softly and turned her head to smile at Locien, "Connect stars to form a picture? I've never done that before. I mostly just look at them. Do you do that often? Do you see any shapes right now?"
"I see various stuff. Over to my right I see a Dragon, sleeping on its hoard." Locien stated with a small smirk. "And right in front of me is, huh, it looks like a heart but I cannot tell."
He then pondered the time Thalia suggested, nightly would be good, or the late afternoon before supper was made and ready. "Hm also the afternoon right after like camp is made would be okay too." He shrugged as he lay on his back, pondering on other things, like his own possible origins and what that Orc said to him about the Northeastern Drow. If he could find them, would he find the answers he is looking for?
He then pondered the time Thalia suggested, nightly would be good, or the late afternoon before supper was made and ready. "Hm also the afternoon right after like camp is made would be okay too." He shrugged as he lay on his back, pondering on other things, like his own possible origins and what that Orc said to him about the Northeastern Drow. If he could find them, would he find the answers he is looking for?
"That works too, it may be a better time to practice anyways, you can decide. The Dragon looks nice and I think it is a heart," she said. Thalia closed her eyes and turned onto her side. She curled up into a little ball. "Don't move to the chair to sleep while I am asleep..." she whispered and seconds later she fell asleep. As she slept, a few minutes later one of Thalia's arms stretched out over Locien's waist and she nuzzled into his side. Her head slightly on his chest.
Locien's face was blushing at her movements. However they were covered by the darkness of his skin as Locien sighed and slowly drifted off to the realm of sleep as well.
"I'll have to observe her more closely for signs of magic." he thought as he fell asleep.
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The crack of dawn came and Locien was still asleep. He was snoring lightly and had one arm dangling from the bed. He was probably having a dream he probably wasn't. His face didn't tell which. A fly landed on his nose only to be blown away by the snore. The Fly seemed to shake an angry fist before moving on.
"I'll have to observe her more closely for signs of magic." he thought as he fell asleep.
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The crack of dawn came and Locien was still asleep. He was snoring lightly and had one arm dangling from the bed. He was probably having a dream he probably wasn't. His face didn't tell which. A fly landed on his nose only to be blown away by the snore. The Fly seemed to shake an angry fist before moving on.
Thalia eyes flew opened she gasped when she woke up. She placed her hand over her heart and sat up slowly. She took ragged breathes as she looked around frantically. Once she realized when she was she rubbed her eyes and took in her surroundings. Just a dream...relax. She looked at Locien and watched him sleep for a while. She covered her mouth as she laughed softly. He snores...but wait, shouldn't he be awake by now? Her eyes wandered to the window as the sun slowly, but surely began to rise. She leaned against the headboard and stretched her legs out. Thalia closed her eyes as she she took in slow deep breathes. Her heartbeat was still beating rapidly. Thalia folded her hands in her lap. Her face looked deadly pale.
Locien slowly woke and shook his head as he sat upand rubbed his face. He turned to look at Thalia to greet her for the morning but his face turned to shock as he checked her pulse. "Crap. Thalia Listen to me and listen to me carefully. If I am unable to get your heartbeat under control I'm checking your cut in case the blade that hit you was poisoned. Okay." When he got a mod of confirmation He would place his hands over the center of her ribs and began to do his best to give the field treatment of a medical issue such as this. "Come on, don't you die on me."
Thalia opened her eyes when she heard Locien speak. "I am fine Locien, it was just my dream, well nightmare. I am not going to die. If it is poison then I can deal with it, my body has some tolerance to poison since I do make it and deal with poisonous things a lot anyways. I am not going to die. Everything will be fine. I just need to calm down," she said. Thalia placed her hands over his. "Do you want to look at my cut anyways so you can be assured?" she asked.
"You're face is pale, and your pulse is racing." Locien stated nearly close to a snap. "You might have an infection and not a poison. Either that, or you used some abilities you haven't told me about that's caused your heart to beat irregularly." Locien fully realized he should've talked to her about her magic after all, for he knew if it had anything to do with it he had to know what he's dealing with.
"I think it's time you came clean as well. You managed to avoid a powerful demon before we met. Either you cleverly outsmarted it, which is really really hard to do. Or you have some type of Secret Magic, Elemental or otherwise, to stun the beast. I know what it's like to bundle magic up...like my tapping into my...inner rage." Locien backed up a bit looking ashamed he decided to talk to her directly about it.
"I think it's time you came clean as well. You managed to avoid a powerful demon before we met. Either you cleverly outsmarted it, which is really really hard to do. Or you have some type of Secret Magic, Elemental or otherwise, to stun the beast. I know what it's like to bundle magic up...like my tapping into my...inner rage." Locien backed up a bit looking ashamed he decided to talk to her directly about it.
Thalia lay back down and pulled the blanket over herself. She glanced at her cut. It looked fine, it seem to be healing normally. A sigh escaped her lips as she listened to Locien continue to speak. I wish he'd just stop talking. He doesn't have to be so worried. She turned over to lay onto her stomach.
"Why are you so curious? I don't have to tell you everything," she said defensively. She took in a deep breath and closed her eyes. She felt herself starting to get annoyed, which wasn't exactly the best thing for her at the moment. He'll probably still bother me if I don't tell him anything and I can't think of a lie right now. I might as well tell him the truth so he doesn't say anything to anyone.
"I just have a mastery of Lightening and my body gets worked up and weaken a little each time after I use it. I overdid it yesterday, as I didn't really get to think of how much I was going to use when the bandit went to slit my throat. It is kind of hard to control Lightening if I feel conflicted like anger or scare. I will be fine and don't tell anyone about my mastery. Now will you stop overreacting before I become anymore annoyed?" she questioned. She buried her face into her pillow as another sigh escaped her lips. The last thing she had wanted to do was tell him.
"Why are you so curious? I don't have to tell you everything," she said defensively. She took in a deep breath and closed her eyes. She felt herself starting to get annoyed, which wasn't exactly the best thing for her at the moment. He'll probably still bother me if I don't tell him anything and I can't think of a lie right now. I might as well tell him the truth so he doesn't say anything to anyone.
"I just have a mastery of Lightening and my body gets worked up and weaken a little each time after I use it. I overdid it yesterday, as I didn't really get to think of how much I was going to use when the bandit went to slit my throat. It is kind of hard to control Lightening if I feel conflicted like anger or scare. I will be fine and don't tell anyone about my mastery. Now will you stop overreacting before I become anymore annoyed?" she questioned. She buried her face into her pillow as another sigh escaped her lips. The last thing she had wanted to do was tell him.
"I am sorry. I shouldn't have grown concerned. Don't worry. I shall not tell, because eventually you'll have to be more open about it to people. I apologize for my prying. It won't happen again. I have Magic in me too. But Ildhrenion identified it as, something older." He closed his mouth. He felt like the small friendship he made with her as fallen back to square one. He shook his head at his own naturally kind heart. He slowly hummed to himself to calm his nerves down, but eventually he began to sing softly in ancient elvish, the language taught to him by Ildhrenion.
The song almost went as follows if translated, "Pale as freshly fallen snow the Pale One, was born to this world we've come to know, back when the world was still young. When darkness fell, Brave Zaldir took up his garb. Armor as white as his skin, so none may pierce him, be blade or barb. Zaldir slew all who stood before him, who would dare lay a hand, on Fair Nariel, The Last Queen of the Elvahni, His love in his homeland."
Locien sighed as he rubbed his head. "Whew, good, that's better. I feel much better." He said in a calm state.
The song almost went as follows if translated, "Pale as freshly fallen snow the Pale One, was born to this world we've come to know, back when the world was still young. When darkness fell, Brave Zaldir took up his garb. Armor as white as his skin, so none may pierce him, be blade or barb. Zaldir slew all who stood before him, who would dare lay a hand, on Fair Nariel, The Last Queen of the Elvahni, His love in his homeland."
Locien sighed as he rubbed his head. "Whew, good, that's better. I feel much better." He said in a calm state.
Thalia sighed and turned onto her back as she pulled the blanket off of her face. She rubbed her face and looked at him. A sigh escaped her lips. "It's fine and I see no reason why I will need to be more open to people about it. I doubt you are so open about the magic in you," she replied after he finished his song. Thalia took a few minutes to relax as she stared at the ceiling. Once she cleared her mind she looked at Locien again.
"I am sorry I became annoyed with you. I just don't like talking about my magic," she murmured. Thalia slowly stood and opened the window in the room. She climbed out the window as she just went to sit outside the window on the roof. Her eyes took in the sky with its many clouds. The sun felt warm against her skin in the cool morning air.
"I am sorry I became annoyed with you. I just don't like talking about my magic," she murmured. Thalia slowly stood and opened the window in the room. She climbed out the window as she just went to sit outside the window on the roof. Her eyes took in the sky with its many clouds. The sun felt warm against her skin in the cool morning air.
Locien just silently nodded and watched her go out. He silently sighed as he grabbed his tunic and pulled it onto himself. He started to stretch his legs and arms in preparation for the journey to the capital with the rest of the group. He slowly realized that if she didn't kill the demon and if it survived, it would have a burning hatred for her. He had to keep his guard up.
Sighing he headed out of his room to grab some breakfast. He had a lot to think about with what he knew and what he revealed to her.
Sighing he headed out of his room to grab some breakfast. He had a lot to think about with what he knew and what he revealed to her.
Thalia went back inside once she felt her heartbeat was at a regular pace. She changed out of her night gown, put it away, and then pulled on her bag. She then headed downstairs and ate her breakfast somewhat quickly. After she waited outside of the inn for everyone. Once everyone was outside and ready they headed to the capital. Thalia stayed in the front of the group this time. She did her best to stay a few feet away from Locien at all times. Thalia felt annoyed still, but not annoyed at the same time with him. It was a relief to tell someone, but he got the information out the wrong way, well at a bad time anyways.
Locien was behind the group with Marek watching for any signs of trouble. He felt like he still made a slight rift with Thalia but he hoped he would patch that up later. Cildur was near Thalia and Helena was close behind them. The group was almost as silent as the daylight came through.
Several Hours later the Capitol of the Kingdom of Serinkas was in full view of the group. Marek sighed as he walked up to the lead. "Welcome to Serinkas Ladies and Gentle elves. No need to thank me for the short cut." Locien silently rolled his eyes and looked to Cildur for the next move.
"Marek, Locien, Find a suitable place near the palace to rest at. I have to figure it all out on how to approach the Monarch of this realm." Cildur stated.
Several Hours later the Capitol of the Kingdom of Serinkas was in full view of the group. Marek sighed as he walked up to the lead. "Welcome to Serinkas Ladies and Gentle elves. No need to thank me for the short cut." Locien silently rolled his eyes and looked to Cildur for the next move.
"Marek, Locien, Find a suitable place near the palace to rest at. I have to figure it all out on how to approach the Monarch of this realm." Cildur stated.
Thalia held in a laugh at Marek's introduction as she unbraided her hair. After she ran her fingers through her hair as she took in her surroundings. Thalia took a little walk as she waited for Marek and Locien to find a suitable place near the palace to rest. Once they did she laid down on the grass in the sun. Then she looked up at the sky and took in each shape of every cloud that passed by. I wonder what this Monarch is like...Cildur should be able to talk him easily though. As the sun warmed her skin she decided a few seconds later to close her eyes to rest them a bit. She thought about how her life had changed in just a few days. It was crazy how things could happen so fast.
Locien and Marek went off to search for an inn closer to the Palace, whilst the others presumably followed. There they found an inn with a view of the main palace and also a small road towards the exit of the capital and into the woods. Locien gestured to Marek who nodded at the Location. At that Locien gestured to Cildur at the Location and he himself went towards the Inn to check in.
Locien sighed Tiredly as he walked near the inn and rested by a tree. He felt unsure what to do next aside from get I to the Inn and wait. He could try to teach Thalia how to fight with a sword, but he felt that she was still annoyed at his prying of her darkest secret.
Locien sighed Tiredly as he walked near the inn and rested by a tree. He felt unsure what to do next aside from get I to the Inn and wait. He could try to teach Thalia how to fight with a sword, but he felt that she was still annoyed at his prying of her darkest secret.
Thalia had fallen asleep in the grassy area and shot up when she woke up. Her eyes darted around as she took in her surroundings. She took in a deep breath and sighed softly. She really hated nightmares, she always awoke panicked. As she took in her surroundings again she noticed Locien close to the inn by a tree. She hadn't noticed, but she ended up staring at him a thought took over. I can't believe I am mad at him, well more frustrated than mad. Why did he have to pry? Couldn't he have just let things be...? She stood slowly and ran her fingers through her hair. Then she looked at Locien again. She wasn't sure if she should speak to him. Thalia did want to make up, but she wasn't exactly sure how. She never really had to make up with anyone before because she was annoyed with them. Thalia didn't even want to be angry with Locien. She sighed again as she watched him. If he took notice of her looking she would wave him over.
Locien felt eyes on him and for some strange reason, felt like turning to see who it was. He saw Thalia waving him over. He hesitated initially, for he felt some uneasiness from her to whether or not to approach her. He decided to approach her and simply walked silently, like a shadow moving across the light. He felt as if he got used to talking to her to turning back to his shy state.
All that didn't matter this moment. Silently he slumped onto the grass in a sitting position almost as if the entire walk from the village to the capital really wore him out. He turns to look at Thalia and smiled almost timidly and shyly.
All that didn't matter this moment. Silently he slumped onto the grass in a sitting position almost as if the entire walk from the village to the capital really wore him out. He turns to look at Thalia and smiled almost timidly and shyly.
Thalia gave him a small smile back before she sat down right next to him. He seems shy now...maybe he feels bad for prying. She leaned her head against his arm as she looked down at her lap. Thalia placed a hand on his knee and squeezed it. "Locien, I really do not see why you had to pry because now I am upset with you when I'd rather not be. Did your Foster Father never get the chance to teach you not to pry?" she said with a sigh. Thalia shifted her weight as she lay back down on her back, but this time she placed her head in his lap. Thalia looked up at him, she looked at his eyes.
"You probably already know this, but your eyes are a beautiful color. I wonder who in your family had eyes likes yours," she said as she tried to think of a light subject to talk about. She placed her hands above her tattoo as she laced her fingers together. Thalia softly began to hum the song Locien had sung that morning.
"You probably already know this, but your eyes are a beautiful color. I wonder who in your family had eyes likes yours," she said as she tried to think of a light subject to talk about. She placed her hands above her tattoo as she laced her fingers together. Thalia softly began to hum the song Locien had sung that morning.
"He taught me many things. But prying wasn't his strongest suits because in order to find history... He had to pry a Lot." Locien said as he sighed. "I am...sorry. But at least I know now how you survived the encounter with the demon. Some are sensitive to some elemental magic. Maybe that one didn't like lightning."
He sighed in a slight chuckle. His face suddenly turned to shock and embarrassment as she spoke of his eyes and then spoke of his family. Not his Foster father, his biological family. She began to hum his song he sang. He sighed as he listened to it. "The Song of the Pale One. Zaldir, who gave his love to Nariel, Queen of the Elvahn, the Elven race that was United, during a Great War against the Demonic Race."
He sighed, hoping he didn't have to explain how it is also a tragic tale.
He sighed in a slight chuckle. His face suddenly turned to shock and embarrassment as she spoke of his eyes and then spoke of his family. Not his Foster father, his biological family. She began to hum his song he sang. He sighed as he listened to it. "The Song of the Pale One. Zaldir, who gave his love to Nariel, Queen of the Elvahn, the Elven race that was United, during a Great War against the Demonic Race."
He sighed, hoping he didn't have to explain how it is also a tragic tale.
"Hmm and you did not need to know, I think you more likely wanted to know how I survived, but yes I doubt he likes lightening now anyways. I did struck the floor right in front of him as waking up to a demon is unpleasant, especially when they have a weapon. Though, I forgive you and I guess I should tell my siblings about my ability soon. I just need to find a way to bring it up..." she replied.
She grinned slightly at his reaction to her compliment. She wondered why he sighed when he listened to her hum the song, but she pushed the thought away. "I would say you aren't use to compliments Locien Kestal," Thalia said as a soft laugh escaped her lips.
"Did Zaldir and Nariel marry? Or was she already married since she was Queen? Did she love him back? Oh and how long was the war for?" she questioned. She didn't remember much about learning of the Pale One. She reched out and tucked a strain of Locien's hair behind his ear. "Hmm, Cildur is not a Queen, but here we are trying to get allies to fight a great evil, kind of reminds me of the Pale One's story," she added with a shrug.
She grinned slightly at his reaction to her compliment. She wondered why he sighed when he listened to her hum the song, but she pushed the thought away. "I would say you aren't use to compliments Locien Kestal," Thalia said as a soft laugh escaped her lips.
"Did Zaldir and Nariel marry? Or was she already married since she was Queen? Did she love him back? Oh and how long was the war for?" she questioned. She didn't remember much about learning of the Pale One. She reched out and tucked a strain of Locien's hair behind his ear. "Hmm, Cildur is not a Queen, but here we are trying to get allies to fight a great evil, kind of reminds me of the Pale One's story," she added with a shrug.
Locien looked at Thalia and sighed in relief of her forgiveness. It had eased some of the tension he felt inside him as he looked at the sky in silent contemplation. Although, she then spoke of the question of the one subject he had in his head.
He looked at her with a silent stare to ponder the best way. He took a deep breath before talking. "They both loved each other immensely. However, as a warrior and a former servant, Zaldir felt unworthy of marrying her, knowing that society expected her to marry a high born noble. Having what Ildhrenion calls Albinism did not help him either. The war that Zaldir deeply involved himself in was what some call the finale of a war that lasted nearly the whole Age. Almost a thousand years at least. Zaldir got involved in the last hundred, and the entire war ended when he reached his first century. But it came at a cost this victory."
Locien swallowed hard. "Nariel was a warrior Queen, and helped to end the war, but she sustained very heavy wounds." He paused ever silently as if the next part somehow felt bad. "The song's last verse, is Nariel dying in Zaldir's arms. A bit of Zaldir died with her, for even though he did marry and start a clan and attempted to make a Drow Elven Society in the northeast with other Drow after the division, his love for Nariel never faded. Which is why I believe Corellon let him rejoin her in the afterlife."
He gave a silent grin. "It's all a bit tragic really isn't it?"
He looked at her with a silent stare to ponder the best way. He took a deep breath before talking. "They both loved each other immensely. However, as a warrior and a former servant, Zaldir felt unworthy of marrying her, knowing that society expected her to marry a high born noble. Having what Ildhrenion calls Albinism did not help him either. The war that Zaldir deeply involved himself in was what some call the finale of a war that lasted nearly the whole Age. Almost a thousand years at least. Zaldir got involved in the last hundred, and the entire war ended when he reached his first century. But it came at a cost this victory."
Locien swallowed hard. "Nariel was a warrior Queen, and helped to end the war, but she sustained very heavy wounds." He paused ever silently as if the next part somehow felt bad. "The song's last verse, is Nariel dying in Zaldir's arms. A bit of Zaldir died with her, for even though he did marry and start a clan and attempted to make a Drow Elven Society in the northeast with other Drow after the division, his love for Nariel never faded. Which is why I believe Corellon let him rejoin her in the afterlife."
He gave a silent grin. "It's all a bit tragic really isn't it?"
"It is a bit of a tragic, very sad," she paused as glanced at the sky and then Locien, "Well, they could have married as I doubt Nariel would want to marry anyone, but her true love. If I ever fell in love with anyone of a lower status and they loved me then I would make them marry me. Although at least they ended up together in the afterlife...I find it interesting he married another though...I wonder if there was a reason behind it," she said. She sat up slowly as she shifted to sit in his lap sideways.
"Can I play with your hair? It is a bit boring waiting," she said. Her eyes wandered up as she watched a small white butterfly fly towards them. When it landed on her nose her eyes widen and she did her best to look at it. She had to hold in her laugh as she did not want it to go away just yet. The small wings were simple and pretty.
"Can I play with your hair? It is a bit boring waiting," she said. Her eyes wandered up as she watched a small white butterfly fly towards them. When it landed on her nose her eyes widen and she did her best to look at it. She had to hold in her laugh as she did not want it to go away just yet. The small wings were simple and pretty.
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