"You amaze me every time Aurion Lightbay.." Laeanla said as the first
beams of sunlight poked through the tent and onto Aurions sleeping body.
He turned and twisted away from the bright rays with reluctance to waking
up from an ever so peaceful dream. But after a good 5 minutes of stirring
about his cot, he managed to peek open his handsome eyes to seek out the
one who had awakened him.
"Lae?" he harped out with a raspy voice as he rubbed his fists against his tired eyes.
"You honestly believe you can take a Teir' Dal prisoner into Felwithe and teach her how to be like regular Elves?" Lae snapped as she threw herself down upon the rickety chair before his desk.
"I will be taught as well thank you.." Aurion yawned out as he removed himself from his bed.
"Yeah, if we don't all die first!"
Aurion lifted himself from his bed ignoring Lae's taunts and proceeded over to the tent opening. Outside most of the soldiers had already packed their things and sat awaiting their return home. But as Aurion took a moment to notice that they had found away to entertain themselves he bolted out from the doorway.
Massive crowds of people hovered in a large circle and cheered at a cowering body upon the ground and another towering Human. Humans..humans and their barbaric ways. Races all over Norrath questioned the morals of Humans since the beginning of time because of their lust for power. Only the lowly ones would take it out on a prisoner.
"What happened to being the infamous Tier' Dal assassin dearie?" the massive Human laughed as he brought his fist of fury across Deminias cheek sending her flying into the crowd. The fight was so unfair; she was cuffed and her neck locked up in a stock.how could she up hold to her standards?
The Elves and Humans that surrounded her, pointed at her, and laughed at her misery as she attempted to lift her restricted body up off the muddy ground. Her body was covered with deep lacerations engraved into her with a spiked whip while her eyes were blackened and blood flowed heavily out of her mouth.
The Monk approached her again and lifted her up high off the ground by the wooden stock that surrounded her neck. As he lifted her, her lower jaw cracked against its rough wood and was jabbed with painful splinters while he spat in her face and began to laugh.
"You are nothing but a woman..helpless like a dirty rag doll. You should've became a whore like the rest of your women did!" the human laughed as he noticed the rage in Deminia's eyes. He pulled her close to his tan face and slowly licked the blood away from the corner of her mouth. As Deminia cried out in pain the Human dropped her to the ground and gave her one final kick before he turned away and welcomed the crowds praise. Deminia turned her eyes up in anger at the Human as she saw how he flaunted his early victory.sending her into a mad fury. She lifted herself high off the ground and as soon as he turned around she swung her leg upward and kicked his lower jaw strait into the air.
The crowd "ooh'ed" and cringed as they heard his jaw snap. All the while Deminia stood perfectly strait despite the pain and smirked tauntingly at the Human.
"As you can tell I'm more muscle than boobs, moron." She growled as the Human charged at her once again. She anchored her back leg into the damp ground then spun as she leapt high into the air and triple kicked the Human onto his back. As she landed her eyes filled with that same fiery hatred that filled her eyes once before.
Once again the Human proceeded to charge at her with a sharp rapier at hand but was caught off guard when Aurion and his faithful sword leapt in from nowhere; the hilt of his sword knocking the human's eye clear out of socket.
The Human fell to the ground and cried in pain as the crowd grew into a massive uproar. He cradled his misplaced eye within his leather covered palm as Aurion stood before Deminia enraged.
"What in the name of Tunare do you think you are doing to her!?" Aurion yelled as he blocked Deminia from the crowd's wrath.
"She's a bloody prisoner! Not like her life will matter any more any ways!" the Human yelled back against his angered tears.
"Yes she is a prisoner but she's not a damn animal you hear me! I am disgusted at you filthy Humans thinking you can do what ever you want whenever you want! I will not have it! I run this fortress not you!" Aurion screamed back at the ignorant man.
"..And I'm tired of you High Elves thinking you are better than everyone! At least we Humans aren't too cowardly to go out and seize what is ours!" The Human interrupted as the crowd of Humans and Elves began to fight amongst each other.
Swords were drawn and fists were thrown as races of allies revolted against each other in a battle over Deminia. Astounded, Deminia just stood there as she watched what she had caused. She brought forth an uncalled for hate within each of their souls, which normally would've filled her with a strange sense of power. But instead of being proud, Deminia didn't quite know what to think of what was happening. What ever it was, she wished it to end immediately.
At that moment the sound of silver trumpets was carried across the terrain and into the ears of the listeners. The fighting at once seized and every eye was fixed upon a platinum plated being upon the same colored steed. This man was accompanied by a few other trusted soldiers that looked down upon the quarrelling men in disgust while he starred curiously at the confused Deminia.
"Attention!" the man shouted as he removed his glistening platinum helm away from his head. He too was a handsome elf that looked a good many years older than Aurion with his stern face.
The bundled mass of furious men scrambled quickly into their lines and stood like stone statues once they had gotten there. Aurion and Deminia just stood towards the back and looked at the man in shame. A rush of silence came over the terrain as everyone refused to speak a word until the General made his purpose clear.
"You're lucky I was chained.I could've killed him." Deminia harshly whispered as Aurion grasped a hold of her to prevent her escape. Aurion looked back at her with a tired glance before he began speaking calmly to the approaching High Elf.
"Good morning General you're a little." he began before the Generals booming voice intervened.
"Captain Lightbay I put you here to govern this place like a fortress, not a circus!"
"Sir, yes sir!" Aurion said full of shame.
General Vad inspected Deminia out of the corner of his eye as Aurion spoke. He had already received notice the night before of the prisoner who was expected to be taken into the Elf haven known as Felwithe. Already he took notice of her physical brut and might, he felt how dangerous it would be to take her within safe territory.
"Captain Lightbay.." He began before Aurion interrupted in return.
"General I assure you while she is under my guard she can do no harm,"
"That is not the fact Captain, it's where we would keep her safely from the."
"The Paladin citadel is more than capable of holding her and,"
"No Captain, I will not have it." The General finished as he began walking away.
"General my home is buried away from the bustle of Felwithe; hidden under a visage of enchanted magic. All I ask is just a few guards if you need more reassurance." Aurion stammered back.
The General froze in his steps and turned back to the persistent Captain. He saw the ambition in Aurions eyes as clear as day.
"You would risk your home to house a prisoner of horrors?" he asked in a hushed tone.
"Maylia believed that teaching and learning come hand in hand; she felt that this could work with every fiber of her being. I truly believe that there must be some misunderstanding between these two Elven races. Through Deminia I intend to learn and through me Deminia shall learn herself!" Aurion said as he released the grasp on Deminia's arm and proceeded over to the General, discussing everything as civil people.
"An ally made at the risk of others is no ally, my friend." The general replied with a drawn solemn face as he placed his sparkling, gauntlet covered hand upon Aurions shoulder. Aurion turned his head aside only slightly and glared at the glove upon his armored shoulder while his words were dumb-witted in shock.
"We are knights of peace, General. When you and I both chose to become a Paladin we were sworn to an endless task of fighting for peace and all that is good in the world. But without understanding there is no peace." Aurion mumbled back for only the general to hear. He tried his hardest to hide the frustration coursing through his body from the General, but he did it very poorly as his breaths grew short.
With a wave of his hand, a mass of guards ran to attention at the Generals side and saluted waiting for the next given order. These troops were more professional than the ones Aurion was honored into have placed into his company.
With a sigh the General shouted loudly as he could with a stern voice, "I want this prisoner guarded front to back at all times until placed within her confinement. Surrounding her I want three guards to the front, one on each side, and four to her back. The rest of you shall form into normal military stance.and Aurion..."
"Yes, General?" Aurion replied instantly as he came back to attention.
"She is D91714, not Deminia. Within this compound she is a prisoner.but to the rest of our people, she is a "different elf". No matter how much you want it to happen she will never be accepted like us. Even if she did learn, her skin would still be indigo and her blood will be that of evil decent..it cannot be cured." The general whispered to Aurion as he turned on his way back to his noble steed. Following behind him the soldiers marched in tightly knit lines the boomed with precise metallic clinking that made Aurions head pound. With that, he turned to the selected few who would be the main to guard Deminia.
Forcefully they grabbed a hold of her already beaten body and wrapped her in a thick, dirt brown cloak that would mask her true being to prevent uproar from arising in the town upon arrival. She fought with great strife for awhile as she pushed away the guards glimmering hands with her wooden stock. But after but a few minutes she gave in to their beatings and allowed them to chain her more before enveloping her in a shroud of darkness. While they all laughed at her demise, she cursed them under her breath.twas no wonder they hated so much. These people Aurion thought to be of valor were just as sinister as all were taught the Teir'Dal were. 'Maybe the Teir'Dal weren't the different kind of Elves. maybe, we were.' Aurion thought as he watched Deminia being marched into the forest so alone in her ways.
".but it can be helped." He whispered to himself as the echoing footsteps faded into the distance.
"Lae?" he harped out with a raspy voice as he rubbed his fists against his tired eyes.
"You honestly believe you can take a Teir' Dal prisoner into Felwithe and teach her how to be like regular Elves?" Lae snapped as she threw herself down upon the rickety chair before his desk.
"I will be taught as well thank you.." Aurion yawned out as he removed himself from his bed.
"Yeah, if we don't all die first!"
Aurion lifted himself from his bed ignoring Lae's taunts and proceeded over to the tent opening. Outside most of the soldiers had already packed their things and sat awaiting their return home. But as Aurion took a moment to notice that they had found away to entertain themselves he bolted out from the doorway.
Massive crowds of people hovered in a large circle and cheered at a cowering body upon the ground and another towering Human. Humans..humans and their barbaric ways. Races all over Norrath questioned the morals of Humans since the beginning of time because of their lust for power. Only the lowly ones would take it out on a prisoner.
"What happened to being the infamous Tier' Dal assassin dearie?" the massive Human laughed as he brought his fist of fury across Deminias cheek sending her flying into the crowd. The fight was so unfair; she was cuffed and her neck locked up in a stock.how could she up hold to her standards?
The Elves and Humans that surrounded her, pointed at her, and laughed at her misery as she attempted to lift her restricted body up off the muddy ground. Her body was covered with deep lacerations engraved into her with a spiked whip while her eyes were blackened and blood flowed heavily out of her mouth.
The Monk approached her again and lifted her up high off the ground by the wooden stock that surrounded her neck. As he lifted her, her lower jaw cracked against its rough wood and was jabbed with painful splinters while he spat in her face and began to laugh.
"You are nothing but a woman..helpless like a dirty rag doll. You should've became a whore like the rest of your women did!" the human laughed as he noticed the rage in Deminia's eyes. He pulled her close to his tan face and slowly licked the blood away from the corner of her mouth. As Deminia cried out in pain the Human dropped her to the ground and gave her one final kick before he turned away and welcomed the crowds praise. Deminia turned her eyes up in anger at the Human as she saw how he flaunted his early victory.sending her into a mad fury. She lifted herself high off the ground and as soon as he turned around she swung her leg upward and kicked his lower jaw strait into the air.
The crowd "ooh'ed" and cringed as they heard his jaw snap. All the while Deminia stood perfectly strait despite the pain and smirked tauntingly at the Human.
"As you can tell I'm more muscle than boobs, moron." She growled as the Human charged at her once again. She anchored her back leg into the damp ground then spun as she leapt high into the air and triple kicked the Human onto his back. As she landed her eyes filled with that same fiery hatred that filled her eyes once before.
Once again the Human proceeded to charge at her with a sharp rapier at hand but was caught off guard when Aurion and his faithful sword leapt in from nowhere; the hilt of his sword knocking the human's eye clear out of socket.
The Human fell to the ground and cried in pain as the crowd grew into a massive uproar. He cradled his misplaced eye within his leather covered palm as Aurion stood before Deminia enraged.
"What in the name of Tunare do you think you are doing to her!?" Aurion yelled as he blocked Deminia from the crowd's wrath.
"She's a bloody prisoner! Not like her life will matter any more any ways!" the Human yelled back against his angered tears.
"Yes she is a prisoner but she's not a damn animal you hear me! I am disgusted at you filthy Humans thinking you can do what ever you want whenever you want! I will not have it! I run this fortress not you!" Aurion screamed back at the ignorant man.
"..And I'm tired of you High Elves thinking you are better than everyone! At least we Humans aren't too cowardly to go out and seize what is ours!" The Human interrupted as the crowd of Humans and Elves began to fight amongst each other.
Swords were drawn and fists were thrown as races of allies revolted against each other in a battle over Deminia. Astounded, Deminia just stood there as she watched what she had caused. She brought forth an uncalled for hate within each of their souls, which normally would've filled her with a strange sense of power. But instead of being proud, Deminia didn't quite know what to think of what was happening. What ever it was, she wished it to end immediately.
At that moment the sound of silver trumpets was carried across the terrain and into the ears of the listeners. The fighting at once seized and every eye was fixed upon a platinum plated being upon the same colored steed. This man was accompanied by a few other trusted soldiers that looked down upon the quarrelling men in disgust while he starred curiously at the confused Deminia.
"Attention!" the man shouted as he removed his glistening platinum helm away from his head. He too was a handsome elf that looked a good many years older than Aurion with his stern face.
The bundled mass of furious men scrambled quickly into their lines and stood like stone statues once they had gotten there. Aurion and Deminia just stood towards the back and looked at the man in shame. A rush of silence came over the terrain as everyone refused to speak a word until the General made his purpose clear.
"You're lucky I was chained.I could've killed him." Deminia harshly whispered as Aurion grasped a hold of her to prevent her escape. Aurion looked back at her with a tired glance before he began speaking calmly to the approaching High Elf.
"Good morning General you're a little." he began before the Generals booming voice intervened.
"Captain Lightbay I put you here to govern this place like a fortress, not a circus!"
"Sir, yes sir!" Aurion said full of shame.
General Vad inspected Deminia out of the corner of his eye as Aurion spoke. He had already received notice the night before of the prisoner who was expected to be taken into the Elf haven known as Felwithe. Already he took notice of her physical brut and might, he felt how dangerous it would be to take her within safe territory.
"Captain Lightbay.." He began before Aurion interrupted in return.
"General I assure you while she is under my guard she can do no harm,"
"That is not the fact Captain, it's where we would keep her safely from the."
"The Paladin citadel is more than capable of holding her and,"
"No Captain, I will not have it." The General finished as he began walking away.
"General my home is buried away from the bustle of Felwithe; hidden under a visage of enchanted magic. All I ask is just a few guards if you need more reassurance." Aurion stammered back.
The General froze in his steps and turned back to the persistent Captain. He saw the ambition in Aurions eyes as clear as day.
"You would risk your home to house a prisoner of horrors?" he asked in a hushed tone.
"Maylia believed that teaching and learning come hand in hand; she felt that this could work with every fiber of her being. I truly believe that there must be some misunderstanding between these two Elven races. Through Deminia I intend to learn and through me Deminia shall learn herself!" Aurion said as he released the grasp on Deminia's arm and proceeded over to the General, discussing everything as civil people.
"An ally made at the risk of others is no ally, my friend." The general replied with a drawn solemn face as he placed his sparkling, gauntlet covered hand upon Aurions shoulder. Aurion turned his head aside only slightly and glared at the glove upon his armored shoulder while his words were dumb-witted in shock.
"We are knights of peace, General. When you and I both chose to become a Paladin we were sworn to an endless task of fighting for peace and all that is good in the world. But without understanding there is no peace." Aurion mumbled back for only the general to hear. He tried his hardest to hide the frustration coursing through his body from the General, but he did it very poorly as his breaths grew short.
With a wave of his hand, a mass of guards ran to attention at the Generals side and saluted waiting for the next given order. These troops were more professional than the ones Aurion was honored into have placed into his company.
With a sigh the General shouted loudly as he could with a stern voice, "I want this prisoner guarded front to back at all times until placed within her confinement. Surrounding her I want three guards to the front, one on each side, and four to her back. The rest of you shall form into normal military stance.and Aurion..."
"Yes, General?" Aurion replied instantly as he came back to attention.
"She is D91714, not Deminia. Within this compound she is a prisoner.but to the rest of our people, she is a "different elf". No matter how much you want it to happen she will never be accepted like us. Even if she did learn, her skin would still be indigo and her blood will be that of evil decent..it cannot be cured." The general whispered to Aurion as he turned on his way back to his noble steed. Following behind him the soldiers marched in tightly knit lines the boomed with precise metallic clinking that made Aurions head pound. With that, he turned to the selected few who would be the main to guard Deminia.
Forcefully they grabbed a hold of her already beaten body and wrapped her in a thick, dirt brown cloak that would mask her true being to prevent uproar from arising in the town upon arrival. She fought with great strife for awhile as she pushed away the guards glimmering hands with her wooden stock. But after but a few minutes she gave in to their beatings and allowed them to chain her more before enveloping her in a shroud of darkness. While they all laughed at her demise, she cursed them under her breath.twas no wonder they hated so much. These people Aurion thought to be of valor were just as sinister as all were taught the Teir'Dal were. 'Maybe the Teir'Dal weren't the different kind of Elves. maybe, we were.' Aurion thought as he watched Deminia being marched into the forest so alone in her ways.
".but it can be helped." He whispered to himself as the echoing footsteps faded into the distance.