DRAGONLANCE FANFIC
CHAPTER 1
The day was hot, but the trees along the sides of the dirt path gave shade to travelers. A young girl walked along this path towards the city of Palanthas, and also, the Tower of High Sorcery.
It has been about 20 years since the War of the Lance has ended. Peace was trying to get together between the Silvanesti and Qualinesti Elves. Many of the old ways has changed, but some of these changes maybe for the worst.
The girl stood at the top of the hill that ended the trees and the shade. She squinted against the sun and stopped walking. As she let her eyes adjust to the light, she focused on the city of Palanthas, but mostly on the Tower that stood tall among the rest of the city. It was black as night, and even though the sun shone brightly upon it, it stood out like a black cloud, an evil cloud.
A smirk appeared on her face as she continued to walk. She was almost to her destination. Thoughts on what she was going to see thoughts of what to say when she got there appeared in her head.
A man stood at the window of the Tower of High Sorcery, watching the people of Palanthas walk around the market, In his room, the people looked like specks, but he could sense and see the scared faces of the people when they looked up at the Black Tower.
His black robes rustled when he moved, his eyes darting in every direction so that he knew where everything was. He spotted some people at the docks trying to persuade the sea dwarves to not destroy their boat. They apparently didn't have enough money to dock their boat at the docks and was trying to get the sea dwarves something else then coins.
The Tower was surrounded by what looked like white-barked leafless trees. This forest called the Shoikan Grove, was enchanted and was meant to keep unwanted visitors or wanderers out. This part of the city was mostly deserted, for whom in their right mind would live near a black sorceress tower and an enchanted dead, yet alive, forest.
The man looked out the window and then he sighed and went back to his desk in his laboratory. He sat down and looked at the book that he was reading. The book was from his ishalafi/i, shalafi means master or teacher in Elven. The symbols, some of them hard to understand or say, puzzled him in why his master would write this.
Just when the man was deep in his thoughts, he felt a presence going into the woods. He stood up from his desk and walked over to a mirror that showed the forest magically. He looked in and saw what looked like a girl figure with black robes on walking in the woods. Usually the forest would have engulfed any travelers towards that Tower in shadows. The Abyss, through legend, was supposed to live under the Shoikan Grove and hands from souls and skeletons were supposed to reach up and grab all the travelers that went through the Forest.
But in this case, the forest did nothing but move it's branches in the wind that wasn't there. The traveler had her hood up and she got safely through the forest and then opened the gates and walked towards the door.
The man ran out of his laboratory and down towards the door with a flick of his hand. He was there at the bottom of the stairs as quickly as you can saw "move."
Her Point Of ViewThe girl walked to the edge of the Shoikan Grove. She had been seeing this day ever since she could remember. She gulped down her fear and then headed into the forest. She wasn't going to back down now, not until she knew the truth, not until her mission was successful. She looked at the road ahead of her and not at the trees themselves. It was as if the person in the tower was waiting for her, or the trees knew who she was. But she had never been in this forest before and she didn't see what was so scary about it.
She was relieved when she saw the gates appear at the end of the trees. She walked quicker and opened the gates. The gates were black as the tower and had a dragon on each side as if they were the guardians. She looked at the craftsmanship and smiled a bit to herself. It was beautiful in her eyes.
She then looked towards the doors and saw that no one was guarding the doors. She looked at that confusingly, why would no one have such an almighty tower unguarded. She shrugged it off and walked towards the door. She stood on the step and looked at the door. Fear ran through her, but her courage kept her going. She was just about to knock when the door opened and a man stood in front of her.
His hood was down and it showed his dark black hair and his Elven ears. His eyes were a piercing green as he stared at her. She kept her feet where they were, even if she wanted to run away. His voice was cool and yet menacing at the same time, "You've traveled a long way. Come inside." He said and then stood out of the way for her to walk into the Tower.
She stood where she was and she looked at him. Her eyes were golden and shaped like an hourglass, "Do you not wish to know who I am? I wish to know who you are." She demanded.
He stood back in front of her and he said, "My name is Dalamar. I am the new Master of this Tower. As to who you are. I have a feeling that I've met you somewhere before."
She looked at him and she shook her head, "Well, Dalamar. My name is Raistly, and I've just found out that my father was Raistlin Majere, the greatest mage to live during the War of the Lance."
