The Tale of the Ugly Troll

[Calaethis Dragonsbane]

Aeriah: 29/29

Throughout all of this, Aeriah frowned, his gaze narrowing. At the mention of her parent’s murder, a dark light entered his eyes. Sinister and scary, it revealed a side of him Jena had not seen before; elven vengeance – or justice; it was hard to be sure which, but at that moment, the girl realised just how dangerous Aeriah was and to invoke his wrath was to court certain death, even if it took him decades, he would repay slights. Then the light faded, replaced by one of pity, compassion and warmth. Speaking softly, he stroked her hand gently, his touch so tender, Jena realised he was treating her as though she was more precious then a fragile glass ornament or butterfly that would crush or shatter if held too heavily, “I do not know the ways of my people, since I have lost my memory, but I do know that if I was in their position, I would have done the same. Abandoning a child, any child would be a sin, especially one who had lost their parents in such a brutal manner.”

Aeriah sighed, frowned, and asked, “Nice? How? I… forgive me, but, you have lived with elves and know somewhat of their ways, and whilst I may have, I do not recall. I know only that I can follow my heart, and do what I know is right.” Jena could almost forget the shadow that hung over him in that moment, almost, but not quite, the look in his eyes (perhaps) remaining to haunt her for some time.

“Since elves took care of you and you’re here by yourself now… I guess we’ll have to take care of you in their stead.” Aeriah added, his tone light, warmth and slightly humorous.

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[ 11-29-2004, 12:50 PM: Message edited by: Calaethis Dragonsbane ]

[GameGurl25]

Jena smiled warmly, unsure if she should speak further or not. Her feelings were a jumble of mixed emotion.

“Aeriah, it is still morning and we have not even started on our daily journey, and I feel like resting again. An emotional battle inside can be just as draining as physical activity. Before we do or say anything else, I have just one question for you.” Pulling out her amulet now, Jena showed Aeriah. “What do you make of this? It seems to glow and warm sometimes….Like right now, it’s the strongest when I’m around you…and I’m not really sure what that means.”

[ 11-29-2004, 01:01 PM: Message edited by: GameGurl25 ]

[Calaethis Dragonsbane]

OOC: Last post I’m making for an hour or so – The little sister wants the pc. *sigh*
Aeriah: 29/29

Aeriah examined the amulet carefully, closed his eyes and whispered “I don’t know... I… can’t… ” he blinked, dropped it and jumped back in surprise “What is that?” he demanded, sweat upon his brow, his eyes darting around, as though he were a cornered, frightened and trapped animal.

“Gods…its so strong…” Aeriah whispered and rubbed his temples, “So much emotion… so much rage, so much hate… …and so much… love…”


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OOC: I’ll leave you to decide the exact nature of this amulet, Gamegurl .

[dplax]

Drusalia 22/22

Drusalia sat down on a smallish rock and eat her portion of the boar in silence. She looked at Aeriah and Jena who were speaking among themselves next to the small stream. Then she saw Jena hand something to Aeriah. Aeriah's reaction surprised her greatly. She stood up and walked over to where Aeriah and Jena stood.

"Is everything allright here?" - she asked in a normal voice while washing her hands in the small stream.

[Calaethis Dragonsbane]

OOC: Please post in the new thread from now on - and if a mod would be so kind as to lock the thread, I'd greatly appreciate it.

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