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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 6:40 pm
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Eruraviel smiled warmly and gave a slight curtsy in return. "I am the Lady Eruaviel. There is much that has been forgotten , or clouded with myth. time...changes everything..even me. Most have forgotten the distant past. how this castle was built, who ruled it, who was the King, the golden ones...how the realm from many clans became great kingdom, and how it fell." she said replacing the scroll, and seated her self on a seat and gestured for Amity to seat next to her. "seeking the wisdom of ages past at times can be enlightening but dangerous. goddess only knows how many times i went in search of a rare scroll, tome of ancient lore. oh..i remember this one" she said spying a rune covered tome slightly hidden under the pile. she took it gently out of the pile and brushed its binding slightly. "I mended this ages ago, when i was younger and my children..oh...my children..." she turned and wept slightly, hiding her tears with the green vale she wore. "oh forgive me,...amity do please forgive my tears. they where to much there fathers sons and it drove them..no the excepted it.. and they fell. all but one, yet i think he bare now the worse of it all." she said and turned to face amity. and touched her cheek slightly. and smiled sadly but with a fondness for this young elf who shared a secret passion for secrets lost to time.
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 8:01 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2012 2:32 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 3:47 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2012 11:04 am
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Eruaviel smiled softly and patted the seat next to her. "I am glad you think so, but as you will learn he has alot to make up ..from his fathers..mistakes. you see when the first king was crowned he was not even born yet. it was in the last year of the kings rule that he came into this world. yet it seems he is the one who suffered the most. but anyway.. to the writings..." she said and opened the book. and began to read.
"The Elven Realms, a mess of waring States. Clan against clan, tribe against tribe. It was not like this at the start when the Golden eyed ones first walked under trees and created the first elves.
A small group of elves, members of all the clans who wanted peace. in secrecy speaking treason to each there own clan. Wanting peace they would do anything. In doing so they combined there magick, and formed form it a combination of power, tribe, clan, and magick...they created the Ar-Sereg race. Using the knowledge that they had learned from the Golden ones before there departing. A knowledge that was never ment to be used, but in there desperation was and so they created a new race.
The first a male; named: Dûrion(Doo-ree-on), and then his mate; Eruraviel(Air-oo-rah-vee-ell). The first king of the elven realm, with his great might and power he united the elven realm under one banner, and so the realm grew.
Dûrion, and Eruraviel had three sons, Suiadan(Soo-ee-ah-dahn), Thorontur(Thore-on-toor), and the last Eruaphadion(Air-oo-ah-fahd-ee-on) The first two where like their father, strong and elves of great stature and magick ability's.
Dûrion as king after the unity of the kingdom grew power hungry and cruel. taxes, and strife grew rampet under his rule as he used his magick for his own purposes and not the protection of his people. The small circle of elves that had created the race where killed by him so as to hide the truth of his beginnings. His two sons fallowed in his footsteps and made life for the realm dark.
After many years of such rulings, the kingdom fell once more in to rebellion though not against there selves but against the king and his rule. Many, many elven warriors fell to his blade and magick. for he had none of there weakness. In there desperation they turned to there magick. In secret, they called upon a golden one, the last of the golden ones for help. She told them of a curse they could use, since the king had dishonored, and regected all that he was meant to have done.
In the night of the fullmoon they set there working, As well as a final great battle and sage against the mighty castle. That night at the height of the fullmoon, the battle went against the king as a circle of elves set there working and set upon the king and his bloodline a curse.
The King and his two sons where deep into the fight, with the body of many fallen warriors as they fell to there great magick and swords. The circle worked and then when the curse was complete fell dead, having given there lives to complete the working, and in donig so keeping the name and identity of the golden a secret and lost to time.In this last year of the rule of the king, did Eruaviel have Eru.
Eruraviel who did not fallow after her husband, took the baby Eruaphadion(Air-oo-ah-fahd-ee-on), and fled the sage and went into exil. Though the curse still landed upon the child. In exil the child grew with his mother. And every full moon since the time of the death of his father, and brothers does the attack of the blood curse come upon him." she read to Amity and wrought in the last bits her self with a ink quell at hand. she looked up to amity with a small sad smile and laid the book open aside to let the ink dry.
"there is much more in that book about the peoples of this land, but i gave you the details of this clan that i now and have found. not much just the secret writings of a ..imprisoned wife to a trynt king. he..he never knew i wrought everything down ..but i am glad it survived the sage then again mayby its the magick of this place for i saw this castle.. fall, burn and rumble no stone was left in ruin. as to the rest of the history of me, and my child we lived in exile in the wilds of this land. in the north we came to a great forest and mountiness land. full of a magickal feeling. i swear the trees talked to themselves ..it sounded like wind moving in the leaves. some of the trees even moved. and walked. a strange magick , strange yet beautiful. we needed to find shelter for the night for a storm was coming. we entered the forest. great trees so big a gaint could not possibly touch the other side with a embrace. a group of hooded and cloaked men founded us. Eru was still a baby he could not fight off such things but i had a sword i took from the castle and i would have fought them off had i been stronger. but the goddess must have been watching for they meant us no harm. they took us to there great city. a hidden city.. but i want speak of it with out the kings permission, not Eru mind you but the king and his wife that came with me. you can see there guards on the walls even know " she said and pointed out the window to the figures of tall elven guards in gold armor and keen spears. "but in any-case they took us in, little Eru and the kings daughter grow up together, and Eru made friends with the many others of there kingdom. he grew in there language and culture. i told him little if any of his true line, only a little about his father and such. so he know vary little aoubt his own people. but i..i thought it would be best he did not grow up like his father ..not that i think now that i see he is grow that he would ever be like his father." she said and looked amlessly out the window.
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2012 2:41 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2012 3:16 pm
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