Sorry this took so long to get up. The power keeps going out every time I tried to type it because of the hurricane. Well hope you enjoy!
"Get up half-breed!" A strange man with a scar over his left eye and a twisted smile stood over my barely conscious body. "I said get up!" His voice was rough.
Slowly rising to my knee's I looked him in the eye. A twist of pity and hate reflected in them as he stared back at me. Then he began to yell again."Get up!" He sent me flying into the ground with a forceful kick. "Dirty little girl! I'll kill you!" He laughed insanely pulling a dagger from his belt. He stepped closer to me ready to strike at any moment. But suddenly he stopped.
I watched his corpse fall lifelessly to the ground as my elder brother appeared behind him.
"S-Sendiven? I stuttered as I looked up into his icy eyes.
"You'll never prove yourself that way." He glared at me. I must a have been a pitiful sight. A dark elf bowing before the earth as if she was nothing at all. "Get up. You leave tonight."
"Tonight?" But the armies don't leave for another three weeks?!" I rose to my feet and began to follow him.
"The council requests you leave tonight." He finally broke the silence. "They believe you should at least have a chance." He stopped and turned to me. "If you stayed here until then you'd surely be killed."
"One chance... That's all I'll ever get..." I sighed at we continued our walk home.
The city was carved into the side of the cliffs carefully. Neon Symbols filled every entrance of the city embracing you in a ray of colors when you walked through them. Neriak was really a beautiful place despite the fact it was trapped in everlasting darkness. Our house was old but still stood strong. Inside the house a leather back sat in the middle of the floor.
"What's in this?" I asked curiously pointing to the bag.
"Open it and you'll see." Sendiven said bluntly walking into the next room.
I kneeled down by the bag carefully and examined the symbol's sewn into it. They were the symbols of the gods. Inside the bag was a blood bladed dagger. It was in perfect condition. It looked like it had not even been used once. There was some water and food beneath the dagger and below that was a pair of boots and a robe.
Sendiven grinned slightly as he walked back in. "They're all for you. To help you on your journey."
"You got all this for me...But why?" I asked confused. Was it out of pity or love.
"Kiora... You're my sister no matter what blood runs through your veins. I have to at least try to help you. You have that same look in your eyes that mom had before she was put to death. I can't have you die the same way." His face turned grim as though all the memories of our past were all jumbling into his mind at once.
I picked up the robe carefully examining the material. It was silky smooth. The purple color reflected in my eyes. It was beautiful.
"That robe... It was blessed by the god's themselves."
"All of them?" I was confused now. Somehow I just couldn't see Innoruuk and Tunare blessing a robe or standing to be near each other not to mention all of the other gods.
He gave a slight nod and replied, "Before all the wars... The gods were as one.... No go change into those. I have something else for you.
I gathered the items all together and ran to my room. I slipped the robe on quickly and placed the dagger inside my boots before going to see what else my brother had for me. I stopped to look in the mirror on my way out. It was shattered. There was just enough of it left to see my bright purple eyes staring back at me. A mess of black hair curled around my face and down my back. To any other Teir'dal I must have been the ugliest creature in the world. I sighed at the thought and ran outside to meet my brother.
He stood by his horse packing a few bags on it outside. It was large and black with crimson eyes and was about the height of an ogre. It was huge.
"Are you coming with me?"
"Not this time Kiora. This is your journey not mine. This time I won't be there to save you." He gave me a sort of pitied look as if I was sure to die before I ever made my journey. "Take Shadow. He is one of the strongest fastest horses there is. I have packed a months supply of food and blankets. I'll ride with you to the edge of the forest." He said seriously mounting the horse and pulling me onto the back of it before he took off with incredible haste.
It was only minutes before we reached the edge of the forest. Or that's how it seemed to me.
Sendiven jumped of the horse and gave me final instruction. I was to head through the east commonlands into Freeport where I would catch a ship to Faydwer, using the illusion of a dwarf. The potion could only be used once, so I had to make it count....