:: This is a simple of what I would think would happen during the time period when Jon kept the three Dryads in his dungeon. ::
She remained shaken as her and her fellow Dryad sisters huddled around a tree that mimicked their home in the Whispering Hills. Her long black locks swayed over her bare shoulders, having nothing but a mere green cloth over the important parts, just barely, as she wished for the nightmare to end. But as the sound of a metal door creaked open in the distance, she knew that this was more than a nightmare. A sudden flash comes to her mind as she remembers how she came to such a place. All she could remember was that it occurred late at night as dark shadowed figures taking her and her sisters, Cania and Elyme from their trees as they rested in the once peaceful Whisper Hills. She could hear the cries of her kin inside her mind as they were plagued by the invasion of creatures who were that of the undead. They ravaged through her home as if they knew the land by the back of their hand. The next moment, the three of them are here in this ...this false nightmare.
~" Ulene...come forward."~ The words sounded in her mind like a haunting command that she knew that she could not refuse. A command that she knew would deem harm on her and her fellow sisters. Slowly standing from where she sat, the Dryad made her way to the male figure with shaky legs, her gaze lowered. The closer she got to him, the more she could feel the aura of hatred and darkness inside him. A firm hand reaches out to the majestic female.
At first, she flinches at his touch, but allows him to feel her silk- like skin. To her, he felt like worn out sand paper. Giving her all the more reason to want to get away from him. "Why...why have you taken us from our home?" she asked in a whimpering breath. For the first time in days, Ulene glanced up at her capture. A sigh that for many nights to come she would wish that she never saw. The sight of a male who had various scars on his face, stitches alongside the back of his head. A structure that seemed one of who was a strong fighter with semi- leather armor. Shoulder pads that had obvious elven origin, as well as the leather collar that kept two strips of hard leather over his bare chest. He gave her a strong scowl as she felt the anger brewing in his shallow heart.
"You..Dryad, have but one task..make me remember."She gave him a scared but blank look. Testing her luck, she dared to ask about his request. "Wh-what is it that you wish to re-remember?" He removed his hand from her cheek and looked up at the false sky as if he was looking for something in the distance."A few months ago, my sister and I had a goal. A goal that would have made us be the most powerful immortals in all of Faerun. However, as clever as our plan was..the people of Suldanessellar and their Queen Ellesime thought that it was not good enough in their eyes. Even my beloved, their Queen, betrayed me..and turned her back on me at a moment when she should have cared for me the most." he scoffs in a rough voice. The young Fae creature continued to stare at the male before her in horror-like awe. He closed his eyes as he clinched his fists. "We are no longer a part of the Tree of Life.Bodhi and I have been exiled from the elven city and have been punished for attempting to steal its power. She has been taken into the undead and I stripped of all that was once elven."His eyes shot open as he roughly grabs her by her hair, causing a gasp to escape from her lips. From behind her, Ulene could hear her fellow sisters Cania and Elyme, hold each other in fear for what might happen to her."Look! Look what they have done to me!" he demanded in a cold tone. The young Fae' female quivered in fear as she slowly glanced up at the cruel male before her. She saw what small features that resembled the fallen male. Her eyes light up in pure horror."I..I know you! Our Queen warned us about you! Y-you're Irneicus..Aren't you?" she exclaimed in a mix of pure terror and fear. "..The Shattered One.."Keeping his firm grip, Jon nods."That is my name..or at least..what is left of it."He tosses his grip on her to the side as he continued to give her a cold glance before turning his back on the frightened Fae' behind him. He turns his head slightly."When I return, I expect you three to be ready to make me remember what I have lost. As a rare opportunity, you may enter her room that is located sound of this room."With that, he leaves through a Dimension Door , leaving the three Dryads in weeping tears of sorrow. They knew not of how they became involved in such a mess. But what they did know was that if they did not do as there were told, they were sure they would not have a chance to see the light of day again.
:: I can write more but only if I am requested to do so. Hope this was good enough for all of you readers. ::