Hello my people. I'm finding it hard to get to my computer now a-days. No I haven't started school yet sep 1 it's basically the prep that gets me. Also I went to my state fair Minnesota and ate soo much fried crap that I think I have turned into a deep fried candy bar myself… those are soo good by the way candy bar of your choice deep fried in a doughnut like batter and rolled in powdered sugar on a stick of course! Seriously though, they are to die for! Sorry you guys probably aren't even reading this soo on with the chappie!
Losna wyrda- Return fate
Skoliro brisingr- Shielded fire
xoxoxo Chapter 3 xoxoxo Birthday Gifts of Change
The sunlight of morning rose through her window illuminating her fiery hair. Mr. Peanut, her Siamese kitten was purring loudly on her shoulder. He licked her nose waking her with his rough tongue.
"One of these days cat… I'm going to turn myself into a pit-bull and you are going to be SOL." I said sleepily opening one eye and stroking him fondly.
The sun was rising, sending streams of gold and red, like the colors of her real hair streaming through the room.
She closed her eye again and slowly edged from sleep. On a bad day it could take her an hour or two for her to wake up fully. She wasn't one of those get up and go persons. She preferred to slowly ease her mind and body away from sleep slowly awakening each of her senses.
Finally twenty so minutes later she removed her blankets, shivering from the loss of warmth. Her feet hit the floor as silent as a cat's. She threw her arms over her head and stretched, yawning in complete contempt. She walked to her closet and pulled from it a small trunk in which to pack the few belongings she would need for her journey.
Setting the open trunk on her bed, she walked back to her closet and selected four dresses those being her favorite. A pink one, a fiery red one, a lacy flowy white one, and one the color of the purest deepest ocean were then thrown into the trunk. She then put in two pairs of leather breeches, two tunics, one a basic white and the other a deep green with rich embroider along the sleeves.
Her shoes were next. She chose a comfy pair of embellished slippers and two pairs of boots, one pair brand new and gleaming and the other more worn in from her frequent training expositions.
With everything in, there was barely room to close it. Just one more thing. She thought. She then walked over to her vanity drawer and pulled from it a red velvet box. Opening it carefully she ran her hand around the edge and whispered " Losna wyrda."
A secret compartment sprang open to reveal three items. The first was a ring. A ruby he size of a pinky nail was inlaid in white gold. Diamonds of all shapes and sizes surrounded the ruby.
Next was a necklace. Although extravagant in appearance it was what it did that made it valuable. On a thin white gold chain hung a circular amulet also made from white gold. An opal the same size as the ruby hung dazzling with millions of colors. Inscribed around the jewel was an ancient text, its meaning lost with time. Vines entwined around the edge, as flames erupted at the base. Lightning exploded from the top as it mingled with rain that formed pools of ice next to the flames. The owner of this necklace became immortal while wearing it. Only the owner would become immortal unless she gave permission to the necklace to do otherwise. It was truly an extraordinary piece that was passed down generation to generation.
The final piece was a white gold circlet, her royal tiara. Garnished with opals, diamonds, and a single ruby that hung in the center it truly completed the set. She knew it would endanger her mission to bring them, but no one knew how to open the enchanted box she found one day in the attic. She didn't even know how she knew really; she just kind of said it.
I knock came from the door. She quickly replaced the articles and mumbled " Skoliro brisingr." And the secret chamber closed.
"Who is it?" she asked. It was only perhaps and hour after dawn!
Her father's voice answered back, "I thought you'd be asleep. I wanted to surprise you."
Her father entered the room carrying four wrapped packages. "Happy Birthday sweetheart."
Tears swelled in her eyes. "Daddy, my birthday isn't for a another two weeks."
"Yes I know but you won't be here, so I took the liberty upon myself to bring you your presents early."
"Daddy, you didn't…" she didn't trust her voice to speak any longer.
Her father looked at the box in her hands. "Why, I haven't seen that thing for years! Did you know that your grandmother used to keep her valuables in that? Why she never did tell me just how to open the secret bottom though"
"I know how." I said.
"Oh, women and their secrets I tell ya!" He sat down on the edge of her bed. "Now come over here and open your presents!"
She sat next to him on the edge of the bed where he handed her the first package. "Now I'm telling ya now, all these presents have to do with you mission in one way or another."
She nodded her head and started to carefully open the first black leather case, studded with opals. Inside was a sword, sheath, and daggers. The sword sleek and the blade its self whisper thin and razor sharp. The hilt was decorated with white gold it matches my jewelry, she though smiling. On the top was a ruby carved into the shape of star. A shower of smaller stars consisting of opals and diamond rained acrossed the rest of the hilt in no particular order. The sheath was made of fine black leather inlaid with the ancient text. She finally got to the daggers. There were eight in all ranging in size from ones as long as her elbow to her wrist and to one as small as her thumb. Like the sword the blades of the daggers were whisper thin and razor sharp. Two of the blades were attached to spring loaded wristlets. As so with a flick if a wrist they were ready to use.
"You have to name it,' he said as I checked the balance of the sword.
I looked at him and smiled, "Starfire. I will call it Starfire. Thank you for the wonderful gift" she said.
"You are very welcome, but you still have three left." He reminded me.
She sat back down on the edge of the bed as he handed me the second and third package. "Open this one first."
Just as carefully as the first she opened the second and the third to reveal a bow in another black leather case with opals to match the first and a quiver full of arrows. The bow was the most breath taking display of craftsmanship I'd ever seen.
"Elves made those." Father stated happily.
"The Elves?" I asked awed at the detail.
"Yes the elves. They don't make them for humans very often but when mentioned that it was for you they willingly obliged." My father smirked. "They think too fondly of you I'm afraid."
" And I them." I replied.
The craftsmanship was unbelievable. The bow was thin as a reed with intricate detail that resembled the amulet. The bow was carved with vines, as elves lived in the forest, but there was also flames shooting up from the grip of the bow. Sprites were carved in such detail that they seemed to come alive in the light. Lightning was etched on the top and bottom of the bow. She then realized that it was carved with every element, like her amulet. Where is the water? She thought. She then saw it was on the string. Although seemingly simple at first glance the waves glittered and danced on the string. It created swirls and twirls of blue on pristine white.
"That string will never break." He said noticing her intent gaze upon it.
She nodded. Then she glanced at the quiver. The quiver was just as ornate and finely crafted as the bow. It was also large enough to hold the bow while strung. The same patterns shined all the way around the circular shape. She lifted an arrow and examined it. It was bright red with swan feathers at the end. Letters were etched into the shaft. Ombre ti overlithe. The translating was startling, Guided by hope. That meant that the arrow would be extremely precise and rarely miss the target. There were seventy-four more arrows in the quiver exactly like this!
"This is much too much daddy!" I exclaimed.
"Not for my baby, no it is not." He smirked, " and besides the last present is the best."
She had forgotten about the last gift. "But this is enough already!"
He just smiled at her and handed her the last package.
The last gift was the smallest. She did not know how this small package could be grander than that of the last three. Faster than the others, she swiftly opened the package. Inside lay a bracelet. It was colored stunningly with flowers of blue, pink, gold, silver, purple, red, and orange. Even though there were no jewels the patterns and colors of the bracelet made up for it.
"It's beautiful daddy!"
" Yes, but just like your amulet it is what it does that makes it special." He paused. " This bracelet will enable you to understand everything around you, also you will be able to detect false words."
She was shocked. But she managed to respond, "Thank you so much daddy, this will help me more than you know."
Then carefully she unclasped the bracelet closer. She placed it on her wrist and fastened it. A tingle jolted through her body. Every sense enhanced, even moving was extremely effortless. Then she looked at her wrist. No longer was there a bracelet, but a tattoo with all the brightness and extraordinary beauty of the original bangle. She marveled at the beauty when she heard a voice. She looked around to see who was in her room. The voice was rich and smooth, like cream. A slightly Japanese accent could be detected.
Why Necia! Is it true? Can you really hear me?
It took her a moment to realize that it was her cat, Mr. Peanut that was talking to her!
Mr. Peanut?
Yes? He asked.
She almost screamed in glee. He could talk to her!
She looked at her father, "Daddy! You have no idea what it is like! It's the most wonderful feeling!"
He smiled at his daughter. "I'm sure it is, I'm sure it is." Her kissed her on the cheek. "Remember, no matter where you go or who you're with, I will always love you." He got up from the bed and waked towards the door.
"I love you too daddy. Now unfortunately I have to finish packing."
He nodded and walked out the door. She got up from the bed still looking at her new "tattoo" on her wrist. She gathered her other gifts and placed them in their cases. She then retrieved her velvet box and put it in the trunk, securing the lid. She placed all three items on the floor next to her bed.
She went to her closet to find a dress to wear today. It would take them two days to reach Frosttbyte from here. So that would mean that she should wear a simple dress each day. Nah. Instead she opted for sleek and soft black leather breeches and a ruby colored tunic with a wide leather belt. She then walked to her bags and grabbed her case with Starfire in it. She dawned on the sheath and put her new blade firmly in place upon her hip.
She walked to her vanity for the last time in a long while. She looked at her features one more time before she let the spell consume her. Her long golden-red ringlets turning a deep, rich ravens wing black-blue. Her features became thinner but just as beautiful as her former self. Her skin changed from its creamy golden tone to a shade as pale as the moon. Her eyes became a piercing aquamarine blue that turned black at the edges. Her body stayed the same, thin and sleek as a cat. Her earrings also stayed, three in the right ear, ten the left. Though the studs changed from their usual red ruby stars to dazzling sapphire ones. She opened her eyes. Her appearance reminded her much of an elf, just as she had hoped. All that was missing were the pointed ears, and even she wasn't that bold.
"One more thing," she muttered. Focusing her energy on the rubies in her sword. Change. She whispered and in the blink of an eye the rubies were gone :or so it would seem: replaced by sapphires.
She walked to her bags. Lets go Mr. Peanut.
He then hopped on her shoulder and whispered And so we are off Necia, on probably the greatest adventures of our time.
With that she grabbed her bags and they walked towards the stairs and down to the carriage that would take them to their fate…..