DL peeps owned by WOTC. TTTHHHHAAAAANNNKKKK YYYYOOOOUUUUU, cat and Thom
for your reviews! Drizzt is cute! In the story, Earth has magic, but not
much. It's called, by other people, Sol.
Takai looked at the sleeping Ralime. She had reddish brown curls that fell to her shoulders. Her eyes, blue flecked with gold, had star-shaped pupils, and had a cheerful touch to them, though Takai could see Ralime had been through a lot by the spark of fire burning in them. She was about eighteen years of age, and must of worked in lot of jobs to stay that way. She curled up deeper in the bed.
"Like me at that age." Crysania said. "So young and innocent." She sighed, and said, "The horrors of this time will make that innocence die."
Takai smiled. "What is this child? Her eyes seemed to pierce the soul when she wasn't awake. She was having a nightmare, and her eyes opened and stared at me."
While Rebecca has landed.
Good, Crysania has found her. Not those Knights of Nereka. Rebecca is a wild card, but she's a trump card. Sol's magic and Krynn's magic flow though her veins. She must learn her power soon.
Solinari looked up from his orb. "Rebecca may be like her father, remember?"
Lunitari smiled and said, "Ah, but remember her mother was an Irda, and she raised Rebecca."
Nuitari frowned. "As long as she opens a path for magic to enter, I don't give a f-"
Solinari frowned. "Nuitari, you have been seeing too much of those shows on Earth."
The Dark Queen entered, laughing. "You guys have to see that show South Park! It's great."
Paladine walked in and said, "I still think it's stupid."
"Mom!" Nuitari cried. "We're doing something here! Would you like it if I walked into you torturing Raistlin?"
"Good point. But I could kill you."
Paladine dragged his sister out and slammed the door.
"Now. Palin will teach her, Tarsi will guide her, and Dalamar will free her." Solinari said calmly.
Back to Ansalon.
Rebecca woke up, and yawned. She, for once, had no dreams. She was ready to face another day of school.
Well, until she opened her eyes.
She was in a room, in a pale blue bed. She was in a white robe, that fit her perfectly, and the linen bandage was gone. She squeaked as she got out of the bed.
Gods, the floor is cold! Rebecca thought as she made the bed. Then, she looked for a pair of slippers, and she found a pair of *surprise* white slippers in front of the bed.
"Awake again, I see."
Rebecca looked at the knight. "Who are you, exactly?"
"My name is Takai Silverheart, Knight of the Crown." The Knight said. She had a bundle in her arms. "Here. Put these on." With that, Takai left.
Rebecca shrugged. She disrobed and tugged the plain blue skirt on. The white bodice fit her perfectly once again. She smiled as she slipped her feet into the boots.
*tap knock*
"Come in." Rebecca said. She allowed herself to see into the soul of this person. The lady was pretty, with black-blue hair, pale white skin, and gray eyes. Her age seemed to be in her early forties, but her eyes revealed many more years on her shoulders. Rebecca knew who it was in a moment.
"Hello, Lady Crysania. Thank you for rescuing me."
Crysania smiled and said, "You're welcome. Come with me, child. I need to find out how you got here."
After many twists and turns, they stopped in front of a door. Crysania opened it, and entered the room.
Rebecca followed in, sat down, and closed her eyes. Some sense that people forget they have tingled in Rebecca's body. She was a child, an innocent in all sense of the word, and not known to her, daughter of Raistlin Majere himself. Her bloodline, if she had been on Krynn before the Chaos War, would have made mages try to (a) kill her, (b) seduce her, *she was an extremely beautiful woman, though the nut didn't notice* (c) *black robe preferred* teach her father's way, or (d) ignore her until she became a mage and then teach her.
"I know your name is Ralime, but what are you?" Crysania asked.
"Human." Rebecca said, opening her eyes.
Another person appeared. An elf in black robes.
Rebecca said, "Hello, Dalamar. I'm Ralime."
Dalamar frowned. "You're lying."
"No, I'm not." Rebecca retorted, her eyes narrowing.
"Your name isn't Ralime. There's a connection to your real name, but it isn't your name."
"My mom called me Ralime for a reason, and that reason is that it is my name." Rebecca said in a low dangerous tone.
"Nickname, probably. Why hide your name?"
"You don't use your last name, Argent."
Dalamar frowned. "You know I could kill you?"
"Yes, I know. However, you have no magic. I have some from my- opps."
Dalamar smiled coldly. "You are not human if you're not from Krynn."
"There are more humans across Prime. I'm from another world."
"Yet, your father was from here."
Rebecca's eyes narrowed. "What do you know about him?"
"Nothing but he was from Ansalon, and was a mage."
Rebecca looked at Crysania. "Hey, she isn't-"
"It's a spell."
"Like Time Stop? I thought you couldn't cast it, since the spirits would-"
"That's what I thought. But, you, for some unknown reason, ward the ghosts off." Dalamar said.
Takai looked at the sleeping Ralime. She had reddish brown curls that fell to her shoulders. Her eyes, blue flecked with gold, had star-shaped pupils, and had a cheerful touch to them, though Takai could see Ralime had been through a lot by the spark of fire burning in them. She was about eighteen years of age, and must of worked in lot of jobs to stay that way. She curled up deeper in the bed.
"Like me at that age." Crysania said. "So young and innocent." She sighed, and said, "The horrors of this time will make that innocence die."
Takai smiled. "What is this child? Her eyes seemed to pierce the soul when she wasn't awake. She was having a nightmare, and her eyes opened and stared at me."
While Rebecca has landed.
Good, Crysania has found her. Not those Knights of Nereka. Rebecca is a wild card, but she's a trump card. Sol's magic and Krynn's magic flow though her veins. She must learn her power soon.
Solinari looked up from his orb. "Rebecca may be like her father, remember?"
Lunitari smiled and said, "Ah, but remember her mother was an Irda, and she raised Rebecca."
Nuitari frowned. "As long as she opens a path for magic to enter, I don't give a f-"
Solinari frowned. "Nuitari, you have been seeing too much of those shows on Earth."
The Dark Queen entered, laughing. "You guys have to see that show South Park! It's great."
Paladine walked in and said, "I still think it's stupid."
"Mom!" Nuitari cried. "We're doing something here! Would you like it if I walked into you torturing Raistlin?"
"Good point. But I could kill you."
Paladine dragged his sister out and slammed the door.
"Now. Palin will teach her, Tarsi will guide her, and Dalamar will free her." Solinari said calmly.
Back to Ansalon.
Rebecca woke up, and yawned. She, for once, had no dreams. She was ready to face another day of school.
Well, until she opened her eyes.
She was in a room, in a pale blue bed. She was in a white robe, that fit her perfectly, and the linen bandage was gone. She squeaked as she got out of the bed.
Gods, the floor is cold! Rebecca thought as she made the bed. Then, she looked for a pair of slippers, and she found a pair of *surprise* white slippers in front of the bed.
"Awake again, I see."
Rebecca looked at the knight. "Who are you, exactly?"
"My name is Takai Silverheart, Knight of the Crown." The Knight said. She had a bundle in her arms. "Here. Put these on." With that, Takai left.
Rebecca shrugged. She disrobed and tugged the plain blue skirt on. The white bodice fit her perfectly once again. She smiled as she slipped her feet into the boots.
*tap knock*
"Come in." Rebecca said. She allowed herself to see into the soul of this person. The lady was pretty, with black-blue hair, pale white skin, and gray eyes. Her age seemed to be in her early forties, but her eyes revealed many more years on her shoulders. Rebecca knew who it was in a moment.
"Hello, Lady Crysania. Thank you for rescuing me."
Crysania smiled and said, "You're welcome. Come with me, child. I need to find out how you got here."
After many twists and turns, they stopped in front of a door. Crysania opened it, and entered the room.
Rebecca followed in, sat down, and closed her eyes. Some sense that people forget they have tingled in Rebecca's body. She was a child, an innocent in all sense of the word, and not known to her, daughter of Raistlin Majere himself. Her bloodline, if she had been on Krynn before the Chaos War, would have made mages try to (a) kill her, (b) seduce her, *she was an extremely beautiful woman, though the nut didn't notice* (c) *black robe preferred* teach her father's way, or (d) ignore her until she became a mage and then teach her.
"I know your name is Ralime, but what are you?" Crysania asked.
"Human." Rebecca said, opening her eyes.
Another person appeared. An elf in black robes.
Rebecca said, "Hello, Dalamar. I'm Ralime."
Dalamar frowned. "You're lying."
"No, I'm not." Rebecca retorted, her eyes narrowing.
"Your name isn't Ralime. There's a connection to your real name, but it isn't your name."
"My mom called me Ralime for a reason, and that reason is that it is my name." Rebecca said in a low dangerous tone.
"Nickname, probably. Why hide your name?"
"You don't use your last name, Argent."
Dalamar frowned. "You know I could kill you?"
"Yes, I know. However, you have no magic. I have some from my- opps."
Dalamar smiled coldly. "You are not human if you're not from Krynn."
"There are more humans across Prime. I'm from another world."
"Yet, your father was from here."
Rebecca's eyes narrowed. "What do you know about him?"
"Nothing but he was from Ansalon, and was a mage."
Rebecca looked at Crysania. "Hey, she isn't-"
"It's a spell."
"Like Time Stop? I thought you couldn't cast it, since the spirits would-"
"That's what I thought. But, you, for some unknown reason, ward the ghosts off." Dalamar said.
