A/N: I told you there would be a sequel. And if you guys have any questions
as to the pronunciation of the names, you can ask me in a review or
whatever...... so yeah...... Hope you like it!
It was said, long ago, that there were eleven women. Some were Elves, others of the race of Men. All were beautiful and shared something. They were all strong in body, mind and spirit. They all lived in different parts of the land, but they could feel that there were others like themselves. Because they had special powers, they were shunned, outcasts amongst everyone. And because of this, were very lonely.
One of them finally found peace in a village that did not fear her. They took her in and loved her. One day, she of them was out in the woods walking when she sensed something. She ran back to her village but she was too late. The village lay in ashes. She had lost everything dear to her. A band of men had come and killed everyone out of hate for her. They had not only killed the ones she loved, but they had left their bodies desecrated, hanging from poles, their bodies mutilated. The children who had played with her hung, blood dripping from their toes.
In that moment every changed. Her eyes hardened into a cold, ruthless stare as she looked at the dead bodies of her only friends. The once little girl who searched for companionship was dead, turned into a woman who would never feel again. She felt her emotions slowly slip away.
From that day on she lived for one thing: to find the others like her so that perhaps they would have a chance to show the world what they could do, that they were not worthless, and so that they could defend themselves against acts such as this.
She traveled around, and slowly, one by one, they were gathered. They all had one attribute of their own that seemed to be more prominent than their others, so they were all given titles.
There was Enhikari, the leader. She would make decisions swiftly without error. She came from the sea.
There was Silei, the wise. She became one of Enhikari's main advisors. She was calm and would think slowly, and at length before giving an answer to even the simplest question. She came from the mountains.
There was Alotica, the fair. Her powers were that of speech with many races and species. Both beast and tree would aid her. She came from the forest.
There was Efalu, the clever. Her power lay in battle. She was able to think up many a strategy in mere moments. She was both swift and deadly in battle. She would lead the rest into any confrontation they came upon, always first to fight, with a calm look on her face. She came from the forest.
There was Sicatifla, the manipulator. She had the power to manipulate the elements to her will. If ever they had the need to travel unseen she would simply cause a thick fog to descend in the night, so that they would have more than just the cover of darkness on their side. She came from the hills.
There was Luvair, the powerful. She also had the gift of battle. She was unforgiving and ruthless in the fight. She had sheer strength on her side. She would overpower her enemy by using strength enhanced by her weapon. She came from fields of grass.
There was Envituri, the swift. She was swift both physically and mentally. She moved so quickly it would seem that she anticipated her enemy's moves. She could outrun men and some beasts. She came from open fields.
There was Estaia, the deceiver. She had the power of deception. She could make nearly anything, man or not, believe what she said, so persuasive was she. She came from the sea.
There was Silota, the temptress. She could seduce almost any man. She was able to get her way and gain much power through this. She would get valued information from the mouth of her victim before he could realize what he was doing. She was from the plains.
There was Flolenia, the watcher. She would spend her days and nights watching people. She watched how they acted, talked to each other, and reacted to other people. From this she was able to anticipate what people would do, think, and say, so she was always one step ahead of everybody. She came from the forest.
And there was Aloluca, the cold. So tried was she through her life that her heart had frozen. She barely felt anymore, so she was the assassin of the group. She would carry out her missions without so much as a flinch, nor a pitying or remorseful glance. She came from the high mountains.
They all had other undiscovered gifts.
When they had gathered they assembled and led an army against the land. The battle was fierce and lasted for two days without pause. At the end there were only six of the maidens left: Alotica, Efalu, Luvair, Flolenia, Enhikari, and Sicatifla.
Silei, Envituri, Estaia, Silota, and Aloluca had perished, but victory was with them. The remaining maidens quickly regained the numbers of their army. Two of them were to be sent to gain the trust and love of one of the leader's sons, who was opposing them. The two maidens were sent, but something went amiss. Both of the maidens, against their orders, fell in love with the man.
A deeply seeded hatred grew between the tow women. When the man chose one over the other, it sealed the fate of all. The hatred had grown so much that the one not chosen ran to the man and told him the plan that had been made. He went and confronted his loved one, asked her to turn over her friends, but she refused. They quarreled, but the other maiden's plan had not worked.
She had hoped that the man would hate the other woman immediately, but he did not. He still loved her. She then came to a decision. She would kill the woman he had chosen. She sent a creature that she had created out of her own malice to kill the woman. When the others found out that she had killed one of their own they turned on her. The woman's rage burned brightly because they had not sided with her, and instead would kill her.
Her hatred consumed her as she did something unspeakable. It is said that her eyes changed color and glowed with anger. In that moment she struck down the last of the maidens. And so a fellowship born of loneliness and despair ended in hatred and blood.
The remaining maiden was completely alone, and when the people came to kill her, she had no choice but to seal herself away so that she would not be harmed. It was said that her eyes remain the same hatred filled color as she used the last of her power to seal herself away. There she would wait until, once again, she could be awoken.
And so the tale begins.
It was said, long ago, that there were eleven women. Some were Elves, others of the race of Men. All were beautiful and shared something. They were all strong in body, mind and spirit. They all lived in different parts of the land, but they could feel that there were others like themselves. Because they had special powers, they were shunned, outcasts amongst everyone. And because of this, were very lonely.
One of them finally found peace in a village that did not fear her. They took her in and loved her. One day, she of them was out in the woods walking when she sensed something. She ran back to her village but she was too late. The village lay in ashes. She had lost everything dear to her. A band of men had come and killed everyone out of hate for her. They had not only killed the ones she loved, but they had left their bodies desecrated, hanging from poles, their bodies mutilated. The children who had played with her hung, blood dripping from their toes.
In that moment every changed. Her eyes hardened into a cold, ruthless stare as she looked at the dead bodies of her only friends. The once little girl who searched for companionship was dead, turned into a woman who would never feel again. She felt her emotions slowly slip away.
From that day on she lived for one thing: to find the others like her so that perhaps they would have a chance to show the world what they could do, that they were not worthless, and so that they could defend themselves against acts such as this.
She traveled around, and slowly, one by one, they were gathered. They all had one attribute of their own that seemed to be more prominent than their others, so they were all given titles.
There was Enhikari, the leader. She would make decisions swiftly without error. She came from the sea.
There was Silei, the wise. She became one of Enhikari's main advisors. She was calm and would think slowly, and at length before giving an answer to even the simplest question. She came from the mountains.
There was Alotica, the fair. Her powers were that of speech with many races and species. Both beast and tree would aid her. She came from the forest.
There was Efalu, the clever. Her power lay in battle. She was able to think up many a strategy in mere moments. She was both swift and deadly in battle. She would lead the rest into any confrontation they came upon, always first to fight, with a calm look on her face. She came from the forest.
There was Sicatifla, the manipulator. She had the power to manipulate the elements to her will. If ever they had the need to travel unseen she would simply cause a thick fog to descend in the night, so that they would have more than just the cover of darkness on their side. She came from the hills.
There was Luvair, the powerful. She also had the gift of battle. She was unforgiving and ruthless in the fight. She had sheer strength on her side. She would overpower her enemy by using strength enhanced by her weapon. She came from fields of grass.
There was Envituri, the swift. She was swift both physically and mentally. She moved so quickly it would seem that she anticipated her enemy's moves. She could outrun men and some beasts. She came from open fields.
There was Estaia, the deceiver. She had the power of deception. She could make nearly anything, man or not, believe what she said, so persuasive was she. She came from the sea.
There was Silota, the temptress. She could seduce almost any man. She was able to get her way and gain much power through this. She would get valued information from the mouth of her victim before he could realize what he was doing. She was from the plains.
There was Flolenia, the watcher. She would spend her days and nights watching people. She watched how they acted, talked to each other, and reacted to other people. From this she was able to anticipate what people would do, think, and say, so she was always one step ahead of everybody. She came from the forest.
And there was Aloluca, the cold. So tried was she through her life that her heart had frozen. She barely felt anymore, so she was the assassin of the group. She would carry out her missions without so much as a flinch, nor a pitying or remorseful glance. She came from the high mountains.
They all had other undiscovered gifts.
When they had gathered they assembled and led an army against the land. The battle was fierce and lasted for two days without pause. At the end there were only six of the maidens left: Alotica, Efalu, Luvair, Flolenia, Enhikari, and Sicatifla.
Silei, Envituri, Estaia, Silota, and Aloluca had perished, but victory was with them. The remaining maidens quickly regained the numbers of their army. Two of them were to be sent to gain the trust and love of one of the leader's sons, who was opposing them. The two maidens were sent, but something went amiss. Both of the maidens, against their orders, fell in love with the man.
A deeply seeded hatred grew between the tow women. When the man chose one over the other, it sealed the fate of all. The hatred had grown so much that the one not chosen ran to the man and told him the plan that had been made. He went and confronted his loved one, asked her to turn over her friends, but she refused. They quarreled, but the other maiden's plan had not worked.
She had hoped that the man would hate the other woman immediately, but he did not. He still loved her. She then came to a decision. She would kill the woman he had chosen. She sent a creature that she had created out of her own malice to kill the woman. When the others found out that she had killed one of their own they turned on her. The woman's rage burned brightly because they had not sided with her, and instead would kill her.
Her hatred consumed her as she did something unspeakable. It is said that her eyes changed color and glowed with anger. In that moment she struck down the last of the maidens. And so a fellowship born of loneliness and despair ended in hatred and blood.
The remaining maiden was completely alone, and when the people came to kill her, she had no choice but to seal herself away so that she would not be harmed. It was said that her eyes remain the same hatred filled color as she used the last of her power to seal herself away. There she would wait until, once again, she could be awoken.
And so the tale begins.
