In the warm dawn of the Faydark, summer's night had passed. The city
of Kelethin, a home to Wood Elves and Half Elves, was up in it's casual
business. A home, high in the city, near the top of the tall trees
sheltered one Half Elf. Malhachite, a wandering adventurer, who had slain
uncountable orcs, who ravished the forest floor with their putrid evil. As
the sun's light glistened through the green leaves of the forest,
Malhachite worked in his home. Prior awakening, he was about, placing on
his armour and preparing his weapons.
Inward he sheathed his Sword of the Bloodsworn, and upon his belt hung a Fleshgrinder, a stone bladed axe. Both weapons of magical substances, the Sword was charged with a Planar Energy, the Fleshgrinder imbued with a bolt of Flame to singe Malhachite's enemies to ash. Readying himself and holding his helmet under his arm, Malhachite walked out of his home to breath in the morning air. He stepped upon the wooden surface of platforms build around the trees, the lightweighted boots softly rubbing against the smooth wood. Off he ran, down the many ramps, across the bridges and finally arriving at the Lift. An engineering Wood Elf gave Malhachite a bow before turning the crank, lowering him to the Faydark flooring.
Malhachite released a yawn, recieving a bit too much sleep made him somewhat exhausted. Thereafter, he was interupted by a call of a nearby Wood Elf, the familiar voice read in his head. Sunnburst, a friend he had known from not since her birth. The golden hair of her's flowing in the wind. Malhachite blankly looked at her, giving her a wave of recognition.
"Hail, Sunnburst." Malhachite said, placing his helmet on his head, readying for his travels full of enemies. He eyed her quietly, never really having much to say. "Hail." replied Sunnburst, her sweet smile gleaming like the sun. If only she knew of the horrors seen day in and out for Malhachite, she would be the same as he. "I'm so joyed that you are home here in Kelethin, Malhachite! I haven't seen you for almost a year now! When I saw you yesterday, it was like you never had left."
Malhachite nodded, trying to give a smile, but none came. He stood there, watching her in silence. "Whats the matter?" Sunnburst asked, her smile slowly fading. "Nothing..." Malhachite replied finally. Sunnburst took a seat on the flooring as Malhachite leaned on a tree. Sunnburst continued to talk away, Malhachite staying silent as he watched the gleaming light pass through the leaves. "So, how long are you staying?" Sunnburst questioned. "Actually...I'm going to be leaving sometime tonight." The words of Malhachite echoed in her ears.
Sunnburst suddenly stood, begging Malhachite to stay. "No! You can't go, you just got here.." she stated, but Malhachite stayed in silence. She sighed and sat back down. "I got so lonely when you weren't here...and now you're leaving again." Sunnburst stood and began to walk away. Malhachite sighed and moved his way down the path, the path of loneliness, just like Sunnburst. He made his way off, walking into the Spires, built by the Wizards long ago. He spoke with the Nexus Scion, she giving him a magic jewel. In moments, the Spires began glowing as Malhachite disappeared to another place. He left the Faydark once more and entered the Nexus, the core of Norrath's moon, Luclin. He stepped off the center piece and walked down the stairs, heading to the dark and damp caverns of Paludal.
To be continued....
Inward he sheathed his Sword of the Bloodsworn, and upon his belt hung a Fleshgrinder, a stone bladed axe. Both weapons of magical substances, the Sword was charged with a Planar Energy, the Fleshgrinder imbued with a bolt of Flame to singe Malhachite's enemies to ash. Readying himself and holding his helmet under his arm, Malhachite walked out of his home to breath in the morning air. He stepped upon the wooden surface of platforms build around the trees, the lightweighted boots softly rubbing against the smooth wood. Off he ran, down the many ramps, across the bridges and finally arriving at the Lift. An engineering Wood Elf gave Malhachite a bow before turning the crank, lowering him to the Faydark flooring.
Malhachite released a yawn, recieving a bit too much sleep made him somewhat exhausted. Thereafter, he was interupted by a call of a nearby Wood Elf, the familiar voice read in his head. Sunnburst, a friend he had known from not since her birth. The golden hair of her's flowing in the wind. Malhachite blankly looked at her, giving her a wave of recognition.
"Hail, Sunnburst." Malhachite said, placing his helmet on his head, readying for his travels full of enemies. He eyed her quietly, never really having much to say. "Hail." replied Sunnburst, her sweet smile gleaming like the sun. If only she knew of the horrors seen day in and out for Malhachite, she would be the same as he. "I'm so joyed that you are home here in Kelethin, Malhachite! I haven't seen you for almost a year now! When I saw you yesterday, it was like you never had left."
Malhachite nodded, trying to give a smile, but none came. He stood there, watching her in silence. "Whats the matter?" Sunnburst asked, her smile slowly fading. "Nothing..." Malhachite replied finally. Sunnburst took a seat on the flooring as Malhachite leaned on a tree. Sunnburst continued to talk away, Malhachite staying silent as he watched the gleaming light pass through the leaves. "So, how long are you staying?" Sunnburst questioned. "Actually...I'm going to be leaving sometime tonight." The words of Malhachite echoed in her ears.
Sunnburst suddenly stood, begging Malhachite to stay. "No! You can't go, you just got here.." she stated, but Malhachite stayed in silence. She sighed and sat back down. "I got so lonely when you weren't here...and now you're leaving again." Sunnburst stood and began to walk away. Malhachite sighed and moved his way down the path, the path of loneliness, just like Sunnburst. He made his way off, walking into the Spires, built by the Wizards long ago. He spoke with the Nexus Scion, she giving him a magic jewel. In moments, the Spires began glowing as Malhachite disappeared to another place. He left the Faydark once more and entered the Nexus, the core of Norrath's moon, Luclin. He stepped off the center piece and walked down the stairs, heading to the dark and damp caverns of Paludal.
To be continued....