Kyliska had nothing to do but think as of late. She needed time to heal and she felt like a prisoner in her own room. It was very dangerous for her to let her mind wander. Given the recent events in her life, she didn't want to dwell on them for the time being. She was able to get out of bed, but not without a lot of pain. She found herself thinking about her mother for some reason. It seemed like she had died so long ago but really it wasn't too long. Kyliska could remember missing her so much after she was killed. She felt like a part of her heart and soul went missing after her mother died. That all changed once she found out who her mother really was. She was a lying, adultress, traitor.
Kyli stopped for a moment and actually laughed out loud. Her thoughts had come full circle. She had become her mother. She had become something that she hated. She also cheated on the man she supposedly loved. The only difference was she was not a traitor and she did not get pregnant with her lover. But that didn't make her any better. Like mother, like daughter she thought.
Kyli stood up and undressed. She had to get out of her room. She was cooped up for far too long, she needed some fresh air. Instead of putting on her usual battle gear, she put on a light flowing red dress. She tried to brush her hair the best she could being that her good arm was hurt and she couldn't lift it above her head. She decided to put on some make up to look presentable. It was in that moment that she decided she needed to speak with Andithiel. She had been thinking about that for quite some time but today was the day. She would march to House Felo'melorn and make Andi speak to her. He owed her at least her side of the story since he did try to kill her. She was going to give him a piece of her mind. It wouldn't change anything but it would make her feel a little better.
Kyli looked in the mirror and she looked the best she could. She shrugged and walked over to her window. To her utter surprise she saw Tiandril at the bottom of her window. She had mixed feelings about seeing him again. She hadn't heard or seen him since he brought her home. She had a rope ladder that she pushed down the side of her window to the ground. He quickly climbed up and into her room.
"Ti, how are you?" she asked. He quickly hugged her lightly as to not hurt her and smiled. "I am doing alright Kyli. How are you feeling? You look better!"
Kyliska laughed, she knew he was trying to make her feel better because she knew that she didn't look too great in her current condition. "Thanks for the positive remarks but I know how I look and feel, and it isn't good. But I have decided that I need to speak to Andi, today." Tiandril's expression changed from happiness to sadness. "I see. I will help you get down so you can see him. I know this is something you need to do and I want to help in any way that I can. It was hard enough to come to see you. Your sister has made it so the guards will kill me on sight if they see me again. I must be careful."
Kyliska couldn't believe what he was saying. Would Biara really go that far? She knew she wasn't too fond of Tiandril but to kill him? After he saved her from death? It seemed a little extreme. But then again her sister was basically keeping her locked in her bedroom, so maybe it wasn't so extreme.
"Ti, I appreciate you helping me but I don't want you to get hurt in doing so!" she started. "Also, I'm not entirely sure what is going to happen next. To us, to me and Andi, I am just so confused by everything. I hope you can understand."
Tiandril looked at Kyliska with affection in his eyes. "Kyliska, I do feel something for you. I think that my feelings of lust have changed into love. But I understand that you must meet with Andi, I know what he means to you. I am a fool if I were to think that you would throw that all away....for me."
Kyliska sadly looked to Tiandril. His feelings ran deeper than hers ever did for him. She felt bad about that, she never meant for this tryst to get as far as it did. She just couldn't stop it. She gave him a quick hug and kissed his cheek. "You are a good man Tiandril. You will find a woman who is worthy of you, I know this. I just do not think I am that woman." A silent tear ran down his cheek and he nodded. He wiped it away and bowed to her.
"I shall help you meet with Andithiel. I will do this favor out of my love for you." And with that he picked her up with ease and then slowly climbed down the ladder that he had just climbed up minutes before. "Kyli, just please be careful. You are still very hurt, do not do anything reckless, promise me."
Kyliska nodded. "Thank you so much Ti, you have no idea how much this means to me." She gave a quick look around for guards and when she was sure she was in the clear she was off. She didn't dare look back at Tiandril for fear that she might not leave. She did not want to admit to herself that she did still have some feelings for him but she had to mend things with Andithiel, or at least TRY to. She wasn't really thinking clearly, but she realized that she was headed to a special location. It was where her and Andithiel used to meet when they were seeing each other secretly. They had called it their hill. It was a very peaceful location that overlooked water outside of Silvermoon. It was then that she realized that today was their anniversary.
Kyliska was determined to go to their hill and rest there for a little bit before finding Andithiel. Her mind did not know the way but her heart did and she was surprised at how quickly she was there. She was out of breath and as she walked up their hill, her breath caught in her throat. Andi was there. She slowly walked towards him as if in a dream. She was afraid that if she made any noise she would scare him away like a frightened animal. Her heart was beating so loudly that she was sure he could hear it. Kyli was almost to Andi when suddenly he turned around. Andi had a shocked look on his face. He looked tired, and worn. There was extreme sadness in his eyes. It was strange as he looked at her she could tell that a range of emotions were going through his mind. He let himself smile when their eyes met and she smiled back at him.
In that moment, it was like nothing had happened between them. They were just Kyli and Andi and they were in love. Kyli stepped closer to Andi until their bodies were almost touching. She found it hard to breathe and could tell that he felt the same way. Before she even realized what she was doing, she leaned in to kiss him. Andi returned the kiss passionately and pulled her body close to his. Everything felt right, and perfect to Kyliska. Nothing else mattered but their love for each other. She knew he felt the same way and that he still loved her. The kiss seemed to last a lifetime when suddenly Andi pushed Kyli away. He pushed her right shoulder harder than he intended to and she gasped in pain. First his expression was worried that he had hurt her but then it hardened.
"Kyliska, you should not have kissed me." he started. "What were you thinking?"
"You did not seem to mind it a minute ago." she said stubbornly rubbing her shoulder.
"I know, I let myself get caught up in the moment and the feelings that I had for you. But this cannot happen again." he turned around and faced the ocean. Kyli could tell that Andi was conflicted. She took a step closer to him.
"Andi, you said feelings you had for me." she said. "Does that mean that you do not love me anymore?"
Andithiel took a minute to respond. He took a deep breath and began to speak. "Kyli, you broke my heart. You were my first love and I thought my only love. I thought you felt the same way about me. But then I found you with.....with another man. My world ended that day. I cannot sleep, I cannot eat. I still cannot understand how you could do that to me, to us."
Kyliska put a hand on Andi's shoulder and he pulled away angry. "Fine, I know you are upset with me. I am sorry Andi, I do not know what else I can say or do to make things better between us. I wish I could take it back, it was a stupid stupid mistake. I do not know what I was thinking."
"How long?" he asked simply.
"How long what? What do you mean?" she asked confused.
"How long was the affair going on? It is a simple question Kyli, just answer it."
Kyliska stood motionless. Silent tears began to spill from her eyes as she looked at Andithiel. She did not want to tell him the truth. She wished that it was only one time, and they could possibly get past it. The truth was going to hurt him, but she was done with lying. She had to tell him the truth.
"A few months." she replied. His expression was stoic. It was hard to read what he was feeling at that moment. Tears began to form in his eyes and seeing that made Kyli's heart break. She wanted nothing more than to hold him in her arms and to comfort him and to make him feel better. Again she tried to touch his arm, but then his expression hardened and he became very angry.
"Do NOT touch me....A FEW MONTHS?" he screamed as he pushed her arm away. "How dare you? If it was really a mistake, and it was just one time, then I MIGHT have been able to forgive you, but this had been going on for a few months? If I never found you, it would STILL be going on, wouldn't it?"
Kyliska was sobbing now. She had never seen Andithiel get so mad, especially at her. She knew it was all her fault and she deserved anything that he would say to her, but it didn't make it any easier to hear. "I know my love, I know. I don't know why I did it. You were just so distant and not around. Then Tiandril came back into my life and he showed me the attention that I needed from you. That I wanted from you. So I fell under his spell. I was weak, I know this."
"Do NOT call me your love. If you truly loved me, then you would not have slept with another man. You would have come to me and talked to me about how I was treating you. How DARE you try to put the blame on me when YOU are the one that went behind my back and threw away our relationship?" he paused. "And on our Anniversary nonetheless. You are truly a cold hearted bitch."
The words stabbed Kyli and she actually gasped and had trouble breathing as if she were actually stabbed. She was gasping for air as she was sobbing. Andi just stood there staring coldly at her. True hatred was in his eyes at that moment and it scared Kyli. "Andi, I know I was wrong, but is there any way that I can make it up to you? I would do anything! I love you!"
Andithiel's rage was fading, but the sadness and hurt were still there. He was crying as he let all of his emotions show. All of the hurt that she had caused him. "Kyli, the sad thing is I love you too, but we cannot be together. You have shattered my heart and there is nothing left to love. Maybe in time I can forgive you but for now, I cannot even look at you without seeing you lying there naked with him..."
Kyliska nodded. It was almost better for him to be angry with her. She could handle being yelled at, but seeing him hurt and crying was almost too much for her to bear. "I understand. I know you need time, but I had to see you. I needed to kiss you one last time, in case I would never get the chance to again. Thank-you for that my lov.....Andi."
They both stared at each other for what seemed like forever. The only sound was the ocean waves crashing below them. It was ironic that things would end this way, at the place where they all began. In truth things ended when he found her with Tiandril, but there was more of a finality to things now. Now that they had a chance to speak to one another. The sun was starting to set and Kyli wiped at her eyes.
"I should probably get back. It will be dark soon." she said and turned to leave.
"Kyli..." Andi said sadly.
She turned around. "Yes Andi?"
"For what it's worth, I am sorry for how things ended. I didn't mean to hurt you. I wish you a speedy recovery, and I did not mean to try kill you or....him."
Kyliska forced herself to smile slightly. "I know Andi. I will be fine, it will just take some time. I'm sorry I hurt you too." And with that she turned and walked away from the love of her life. She knew he was watching her leave and she just couldn't turn around. Much like when she was walking away from Tiandril before, but this was different. Her and Andithiel had something that was much deeper than what she had with Tiandril. She truly believed they were soul mates, and would end up together. Things happen for a reason, she just wished she knew what this reason was.
Saturday, November 16, 2013
Thursday, October 17, 2013
Awakening
Sassariel woke up with a start. She was confused as to where she was. She felt different. It was hard to explain, but something was off. She sat up and felt cold. It didn't bother her, but she could feel it. She couldn't remember the last time she had felt coldness like this before. Her mind was foggy and she had this urge, this need to follow orders. She stood up and walked out of the room she was in. It was like her body was doing what it had to and she had no true control over it. This also didn't seem to bother her much. It was a weird feeling but also not foreign to her. It seemed perfectly normal.
She could hear a voice inside of her head telling her what to do, where to go, how to feel. Sassariel just listened. The voice was telling her that she must harm someone. The name Kyliska was used, Kyliska Sunfire, but her name used to be Sunblade. Sassariel stopped walking suddenly. The name brought a flash of a memory. She knew Kyliska. She had a very strong bond with her, so why would she want to harm her? You must harm Kyliska Sunfire, do not question me. The voice was more insistent now. Sassariel started to walk towards where the voice was coming from again. It had a strong hold over her and she had to obey.
Another flash of a memory came to her. Sassariel was holding a baby girl in her arms. The baby had blonde hair, much like her own. She remembered feeling such joy. Nothing made her feel more happy than looking down at her newborn baby. The baby looked up at her and smiled. Why was this happening? She knew she shouldn't question the orders that were in her head, yet she was. She was having flashbacks to her life. Her life? What did that even mean? Was she not alive anymore? Sassariel passed a mirror in the hallway and stared at her reflection. Her jaw hung open as she looked at herself in the mirror. She was most definately NOT alive. She was something else entirely. Her eyes were glowing an eerie blue, and her skin was very very pale.
Do you not hear me? OBEY me. Kyliska must pay for her sins as well as yours. The voice was starting to nag at Sassariel. Something snapped inside of her then as she stared at her reflection and heard the voice in her head. Kyliska is my daughter. I would never hurt her. I must find her. I have to warn her that there are people that wish harm upon her.I would do anything to protect my daughter....anything....
She could hear a voice inside of her head telling her what to do, where to go, how to feel. Sassariel just listened. The voice was telling her that she must harm someone. The name Kyliska was used, Kyliska Sunfire, but her name used to be Sunblade. Sassariel stopped walking suddenly. The name brought a flash of a memory. She knew Kyliska. She had a very strong bond with her, so why would she want to harm her? You must harm Kyliska Sunfire, do not question me. The voice was more insistent now. Sassariel started to walk towards where the voice was coming from again. It had a strong hold over her and she had to obey.
Another flash of a memory came to her. Sassariel was holding a baby girl in her arms. The baby had blonde hair, much like her own. She remembered feeling such joy. Nothing made her feel more happy than looking down at her newborn baby. The baby looked up at her and smiled. Why was this happening? She knew she shouldn't question the orders that were in her head, yet she was. She was having flashbacks to her life. Her life? What did that even mean? Was she not alive anymore? Sassariel passed a mirror in the hallway and stared at her reflection. Her jaw hung open as she looked at herself in the mirror. She was most definately NOT alive. She was something else entirely. Her eyes were glowing an eerie blue, and her skin was very very pale.
Do you not hear me? OBEY me. Kyliska must pay for her sins as well as yours. The voice was starting to nag at Sassariel. Something snapped inside of her then as she stared at her reflection and heard the voice in her head. Kyliska is my daughter. I would never hurt her. I must find her. I have to warn her that there are people that wish harm upon her.I would do anything to protect my daughter....anything....
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Having some fun
Austyn Woodbury was sitting at one of the bars in Stormwind City. He didn't care what bar, he just liked to drink. He wore sunglasses even though he was inside and also had long sleeves and pants on even though it was warm outside still. He was taking some gulps from his beer when he noticed a beautiful young lady sit on the bar stool next to him. She had flowing, long blonde hair, and the most beautiful green eyes he had ever seen. He whistled slightly and she turned around and gave him a look. One of those looks where you could tell she was not pleased with his response.
"Oh please forgive me miss, I just could not help but notice how lovely you are looking today!" he exclaimed. He took one of her hands in his and held it up to his mouth to kiss it. "My name is Austyn and I truly did not mean to offend you. Please let me buy your drink for you."
The woman blushed and also shivered as he kissed her hand. She wondered if it was just because he made a pass at her or was she just nervous? "Well since you apologized so nicely I will let you buy my drink for me. If you are lucky I might even let you buy me two!" she laughed.
Austyn laughed in response and smiled. The two had started to have some light conversation. He was busy flirting up a storm with this woman that he just met. He couldn't help himself. When he saw a beautiful woman, he just had to compliment her! He knew that most woman also found him attractive and just seemed to not be able to resist his charm.
"You have still not told me your name! You must do so at once or else I will NOT buy you any more drinks!" Austyn almost yelled, not realizing how loud he was after drinking so much.
"Oh I almost forgot! My name is Keira!" she hiccuped. "Oh my, I think I may have had a little bit too much to drink. I think I am cutting myself off here Austyn!" She swayed slightly on her stool and then started to tip backwards, but Austyn was there to graciously catch her. Keira blushed and just stared at this handsome stranger that just saved her from an embarassing fall. "My knight in shining armor has saved me!" she exclaimed as she started to lean towards him for a kiss. Suddenly Austyn's sunglasses fell off and revealed bright glowing blue eyes. Keira gasped, tried to compose herself and took a step away from him.
"You, you are a Death Knight!" she said. "How did I not notice?"
"Oh it is alright! Really, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you I promise!" he assured her.
Keira backed away even more. "No really Austyn, thank you for the drinks and all but I do think I need to be going....."
"Keira, wait!" Austyn yelled as she ran out of the bar. He sighed an sat back down on his stool, not even bothering to put his sunglasses back on. "Oh well, I guess I will just have to finish up her drink then!" It was so much easier to pick up women when I was alive he thought to himself. He would just drown his sorrows in some more alcohol, that always seemed to help!
"Oh please forgive me miss, I just could not help but notice how lovely you are looking today!" he exclaimed. He took one of her hands in his and held it up to his mouth to kiss it. "My name is Austyn and I truly did not mean to offend you. Please let me buy your drink for you."
The woman blushed and also shivered as he kissed her hand. She wondered if it was just because he made a pass at her or was she just nervous? "Well since you apologized so nicely I will let you buy my drink for me. If you are lucky I might even let you buy me two!" she laughed.
Austyn laughed in response and smiled. The two had started to have some light conversation. He was busy flirting up a storm with this woman that he just met. He couldn't help himself. When he saw a beautiful woman, he just had to compliment her! He knew that most woman also found him attractive and just seemed to not be able to resist his charm.
"You have still not told me your name! You must do so at once or else I will NOT buy you any more drinks!" Austyn almost yelled, not realizing how loud he was after drinking so much.
"Oh I almost forgot! My name is Keira!" she hiccuped. "Oh my, I think I may have had a little bit too much to drink. I think I am cutting myself off here Austyn!" She swayed slightly on her stool and then started to tip backwards, but Austyn was there to graciously catch her. Keira blushed and just stared at this handsome stranger that just saved her from an embarassing fall. "My knight in shining armor has saved me!" she exclaimed as she started to lean towards him for a kiss. Suddenly Austyn's sunglasses fell off and revealed bright glowing blue eyes. Keira gasped, tried to compose herself and took a step away from him.
"You, you are a Death Knight!" she said. "How did I not notice?"
"Oh it is alright! Really, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you I promise!" he assured her.
Keira backed away even more. "No really Austyn, thank you for the drinks and all but I do think I need to be going....."
"Keira, wait!" Austyn yelled as she ran out of the bar. He sighed an sat back down on his stool, not even bothering to put his sunglasses back on. "Oh well, I guess I will just have to finish up her drink then!" It was so much easier to pick up women when I was alive he thought to himself. He would just drown his sorrows in some more alcohol, that always seemed to help!
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
A sea of change
(This was written by Andithiel)
Andithiel stood before the waters edge of the beach and gazed into the calm waters below only to find his reflecting staring back at him. His polished armor gleamed back at him from the smooth surface of the water causing him to squint as he began to lose himself into thought. His thoughts drifted toward the one whom he loved , the one who has really only captured his heart more so then his sisters...Kyliska. The past few months had been hard for him as he deliberately pushed himself away from her in a sort of test for her to see how far she would allow him to do so. Never before had these feelings of jealousy surfaced in him before over another man with her and he clearly saw this 'friend' as a threat.
Andithiel shifted his weight and turned his attention away from his reflection in the water over to Sunsail Anchorage. The harbor was teeming with activity in preparation for a ceremony involving House Felo'melorn's newest addition to its rapidly growing fleet of sea vessels and of course Andithiel's presence was required . Off into the horizon of the sea he could easily make out two ships anchored just outside the harbor, in which he presumed were the Bloodvalor and the Firestrike. Like everything else, Selenthiel no doubt had requested their presence in order to make a much bolder statement to rival House's and to the allies of her own. Andithiel smiled to himself for a moment , realizing that this little 'show of power' could possibly impress Kyliska but the thought quickly died out with the sound of approaching footsteps. Andithiel turned toward the oncoming footsteps and discovered his elder sister Ty'avel. "Bal'a dash , brother. " she said with a smile. Before she could say anything else he sighed and offered a disapproving scowl, "Ah, back from the pursuit of world dominance I see. Things must be going ..'according to plan' that they would allow you to grace us with your presence I presume, sister?" He began to walk towards Sunsail Anchorage but stopped as she gently rested her hand upon his shoulder. "I will make this short as I know you have little to no desire to speak with me right now.." Andithiel snorted back before she could continue, "..right NOW?" he shrugged her off and continued on, now agitated over the thoughts of his sister Ty'avel.
Sunsail Anchorage was within a few hundred feet distance before a Sin'Dorei male wearing garments bearing the crest of House Felo'melorn stopped him. "Commander Felo'melorn! Your participating in the ceremony is requested by your sister Selenthiel and is about to begin. The Dawnrose is on approach to the harbor and will be docking any moment. " Andithiel nodded and gestured him away. "So she chose a name already...interesting." he said aloud to himself. Looking toward the harbor he now saw the Bloodvalor and Firestrike escorting the Dawnrose into harbor, the sails from all three ships grew larger as they slowly approached . Each ship was close enough for him to make out the House crest of Felo'melorn as it was adorned on the sides of the ships . He quickened his pace in attempt to make the ceremony on time.
Upon arrival , Andithiel quickly navigated through the crowd of spectators , workers and guards towards the end of the stone pier on which the ship was to be docked. His eyes scanned the harbor in hopes to locate Selenthiel but with no such luck did he see her and continued towards the pier . He located the section of the harbor as to where the newly recruited sailors for the Dawnrose were patiently sitting and awaiting for the ceremony to begin and once again made his way through onlookers and stealthy sat down off to the side just in time to see the Dawnrose dock.
Andithiel focused on the newly constructed ship as the workers aboard threw docking ropes to the harbor men. The design of the ship was basic to any Sin'Dorei sea vessel as was the coloring... in fact the only thing that would set this ship a part from any other would be the fresh coat of paint that adorned the outer hull. The mast of the ship was extended up for anticipation of immediate departure and Andithiel knew that he would soon be asked to board the vessel and take it out to sea for it's final inspection. As the last rope was secured , the gangplank from the harbor was extended out finally uniting the ship and harbor and out stepped Selenthiel .
The Magistrix of House Felo'Melorn gracefully disembarked from the Dawnrose, smiling as she walked. A sense of pride overcame Andithiel has he observed her , she glowed with her own aura of determination and he was proud to know she was of his blood. He watched as she disembarked the ship , signaling the crew of the Dawnrose to stand in formation as they awaited the Commander to board and prepare for the final preparation of the ceremony. Selenthiel walked up to him and smiled, placing both hands upon his shoulder greeting him, "Commander Felo'melorn. It is with great honor that you are here with us today. " She allowed her arms to return to her side and turned to the crowd of spectators and smiled. "Today , is a great day for House Felo'melorn and more importantly, for Quel'Thalas! Today we have yet again proven that ..." her words trailed off as Andithiel focused his attention towards the Dawnrose. As Commander, he was by right allowed to 'forfeit' the speech of the Magistrix for this event should he desire. As his sister continued to preach what sounded to him like a 'manifest destiny' of their people and her House, he slowly began his approach to embark the ship.
Boarding the Dawnrose revealed nothing out of the ordinary. The ship had been commissioned for construction shortly after his sister rose to power as Magistrix from Ty'avel prior. It was a vision of Selenthiel's to invest more of the House's resources into a more 'mobile fleet' for many reasons...one of them being a display of power to the other Houses, another being to show House Felo'melorn's commitment to the defense of Quel'Thalas in which both Andithiel approved. His hands grazed the smooth surface of the ship, carefully inspecting the wooden surface for any imperfections in the wood. Satisfied with the area of inspection he turned to the crew who had already been proactive in forming into positions.
Andithiel turned and faced them taking a few steps to position himself in front of them. "Crew of the Dawnrose. I will skip the formalities as most of you are aware I am not keen of them. You all know what is expected of you and that each one of you will hold the integrity and honor of House Felo'melorn aboard this vessel. Never forget that loyalty comes first to the House! " as he pointed over to the banner bearing the crest of the House. The sound of clapping was heard from the pier of the harbor, signaling him it was time. "Today will consist of the simple task of navigating the Dawnrose off the coast of Sunstrider Isle where we will rendezvous with the Firestrike and Bloodvalor . From there, we will engage in a mock battle between the three in order to test your preparedness of battle." Andithiel nodded to the crew and looked over to his sister back on the pier in return, nodding back at him signaling him he could now fully depart. He turned his attention back to the crew, "Crew of the Dawnrose, prepare for departure!" With his words, the crew saluted their commander and dispersed into their roles as they prepared the ship for sail.
30 minutes later...
Standing at the bow of the ship, Andithiel watched as the crew worked to ensure the ship sailed smoothly along the coastline while others prepared the mock cannons fore battle. The sound of water all around him soothed his mind and he turned to take a glimpse of the ocean horizon before him. The sun still hung high in the sky and the waters reflected back at him, much like before but this time without the calm shoreline waters. Off into the distance the spire of Falthrien Academy began to appear, revealing they were almost to their desire location but before he could order the crew to adjust course, a ship off into the distance caught his eye. He continued to observe the ship from afar, attempting to make any detail out of the ship that may give him an idea of just who the ship belonged to. "Helmsman! " Andithiel shouted as he looked back over his shoulder. "Adjust your heading towards the vessel off of our port side and inform the Firestrike and Bloodvalor we will be delayed in our arrival. " Grabbing a spyglass that had been attached to the bow of the ship for exploration purposes, Andithiel turned and walked toward the upper deck of the ship in hope to get a better view. He placed the spyglass over his right eye and focused it toward the vessel revealing a ship of Sin'Dorei design. "Commander , have you identified the ship? " asked helmsman. Andithiel shook his head, "No but it is clearly one of Quel'Thalas's." The helmsman nodded and looked off into the distance. "Perhaps it is a patrol?" he asked with uncertainty. "Perhaps ...but this area was cleared of any ship traffic for our exercise by the Magistrate . There should be no sea vessel within these waters. " Andithiel continued to look through the spyglass in hopes of a sign as to whom the ship belonged to. A moment of silence passed and Andithiel calmly set the spyglass down beside the helmsman. "I want you to dock with that ship. " he said as he watched a confused expression form upon the helmsman's face. "Commander? Is something wrong? " Andithiel folded his arms and closed his eyes and thought to himself "By the sun I hope not." Andithiel looked down at his side and grabbed his bow, "The ship looks adrift and I see no signs of crew aboard. With this area sanctioned off from normal ship traffic, it falls to us to investigate if there is indeed something amiss. " The helmsman looked at him and nodded and Andithiel turned to walk away , "I will board the ship myself since the Dawnrose is not equipped with an arsenal of weapons for the crew yet." he said over his shoulder. The vessel bearing the banner of House Sunfire swayed in the wind as the Dawnrose docked with it.
Andithiel grew somewhat nervous over the discovery of whom the ship belonged to. The two Houses had had cooler then normal relations recently but were neither considered each other an enemy...yet. Andithiel fixated on the ship belonging to Biara Sunfire, sister of his love Kyliska. As the crew prepared to place the gangplank between the two ships, he continued to observe the fine detail of the House Sunfire ship. The ship was larger then the Dawnrose, it's hull being slightly larger and wider , leading Andithiel to believe it was built for hauling supplies to and from but observing it closer, the ship was well equipped with offensive capabilities as well. Two loud clicks were heard as the gangplank was secured between the two vessels. "Commander, should we notify Magistrix Selenthiel of this?" asked one of the crewmen before Andithiel could cross. "She will be notified after we have completed our investigation and will make the necessary arrangements to notify the Magistrate and House Sunfire. " Andithiel said calmly as he began to cross over to the other vessel.
Boarding the House Sunfire ship, Andithiel immediately drew his bow in anticipating of danger. He took a quick look around the deck and found no signs of struggle as the crew of the Dawnrose watched in silence from their vessel. Confirming the deck was clear of danger, Andithiel moved to the cabin leading to the lower levels of the ship below but before he could open the door, a loud noise in the form of a 'thud' was heard from below following what Andithiel heard as a mans scream. A chill went up his spine and he flung the door open and made haste down the stairs to the lower levels of the ship. Opening the door revealed a small staircase leading to what appeared to be a small section of the ship that held small cabins, presumably for the crew. Magical crystals attached to the wooden wall made way for light as Andithiel made his way further into the ship. Past the small cabins the hall opened up revealing a large double door that was adorned with red and green crystals in which Andithiel presumed it was a room meant for the nobility of House Sunfire. Upon closer observation of the doors, he had noticed that they were not fully closed and the faint trickle of light escape them from inside. Moving in closer he made out more sounds as if someone was moving around inside. Andithiel's heart was beating fast as he prepared to enter the room , his grip tightened over his bow and swung the doors open to reveal decorated room with a large bed in the middle and just as fast and Andithiel entered , so did his eyes fixate on Kyliska and Tiandril, whom had both been startled from him bursting into the room.
Andithiel's mouth dropped open in shock as his beloved lay before him with another man . Kyliska and Tiandril both shared a look of horror and quickly reacted by grabbing the bed sheets to cover their naked bodies. Andithiel continued to stare in silence at the two, attempting to overcome his shock. Kyliska quickly grabbed a green silken robe that lay on the edge of the bed and put it on, " M..My love! What in the name of the Sun are you doing here?!" Andithiel's shocked expression quickly changed as he scowled at her words. " I could easily ask you the same question...Kyliska." he said as he watched Tiandril rise from the bed to grab a robe and place it over him which angered him further. Kyliska's forced a fake smile and opened her mouth to say something but Andithiel quickly interjected , "There is nothing you can say right now that will account for what you have done." Andithiel quickly turned his back towards Kyliska and started out of the room , leaving before she could say anything. He continued through the small corridor and past the small cabins leading up to upper deck of the ship as Kyliska followed in pursuit. "Andi! Please wait...give me a chance to explain! " she hollered as she stumbled up the stairs after him. Reaching the top deck of the ship, Andithiel stopped for a brief moment and turned back to Kyliska, whom had tears running down her rose-colored cheeks. Deep inside him he wanted to run to her and hold her tight, forgiving her for what she had done for he truly loved her that much that he just could not see himself with anyone else ...but what was their love if she was to set it aside for any 'friend'? "Andi...please, I am so sorry for what I have done , I am sure you feel..." Andithiel interjected her once again, " FEEL? Clearly you know nothing of feelings Kyliska otherwise we would not be standing here as we are! " Andithiel sighed and looked down to his bow and shook his head. Kyliska approached him cautiously and attempted to grab both of his hands with hers but Andithiel pulled away and a tear rolled down his right cheek. As the two stood in silence, Andithiel pushed his right hand into a small pouch that was attached to his belt and pulled out a diamond ring. He watched Kyliska's facial expression change from sadness to complete shock and set it on the wooden deck between the two. "I...had planned to ask for your hand in marriage by the end of this year , but now.." his voice trailed off into silence. The sounds of the ocean could be heard as silence filled the air around them both.
Andithiel and Kyliska stood before one another, both unsure as to what to say next. The silence continued on for a few minutes before the sounds of footsteps behind Kyliska were heard as Tiandril appeared from below deck. "You !" Andithiel shouted and pointed his finger at him. " You are nothing more then a honor less coward!" Andithiel slipped past Kyliska, unknowingly kicking the diamond ring he had placed between them away from where he had set it as he approached Tiandril. Tiandril's expression grew pale as Andithiel approached and raised his fist into the air but was stopped as Kyliska grabbed onto him from behind, "Andi, please! Stop this!" she screamed. Kyliska's strength was equal to his own if not more during a fight...but he could hold his own against her in a fight if he must. Having Kyliska hold him back was the only thing that prevented Andithiel from introducing his fist to Tiandril. Andithiel roared with rage and pushed Kyliska off of him as he lunged for Tiandril but was quick to miss him as he moved quickly off the side in the direction of the edge of the deck only to lose his footing and fall into the waters below. Andithiel caught his footing, ignoring the fact that Tiandril now was calling for help from the water below . He turned around to see Kyliska glaring angrily at him but quickly shrugged if off. "Andithiel! Stop this!" she screamed as she quickly walked over to the edge of the ship and threw down a rope ladder. Andithiel's rage continued to grow as he watched his once beloved 'choose' to go to Tiandril versus not to, " You are right...I will stop this." Andithiel turned to face the Dawnrose , who's crew had been a spectator through out the commotion. He quickly boarded as Kyliska attempted to retrieve Tiandril from the water below behind him. "Withdraw the gangplank! " Andithiel shouted. The crew of the Dawnrose quickly regained their composure from watching the drama unfold aboard the Sunfire ship and withdrew the gangplank . Andithiel walked to the upper level without the slightest look back to Kyliska. "Helmsman, bring us about...I want to put some distance between us and them. Make sure the Dawnrose's portside is facing the Sunfire ship as well..." he stated to the helmsman before walking down to the lower level of the upper deck to where newly fabricated cannons of the Dawnrose were.
Andithiel's hand was guided by rage over the smooth metal surface of one of the port side cannons , noting that the cannon was already loaded. The vision of seeing Kyliska in bed with another man ran through his mind over and over, blinding him to his own reserved attitude. His heart had been broken for the first time and he could not cope with the pain deep inside. He had truly loved Kyliska for who she was and what she represented but...it was all a lie and it had had to end. Placing his other hand on the aiming mechanism of the cannon, he slowly aimed it towards the Sunfire ship that was already far enough in order to fire upon. "Commander! " the helmsman of the Dawnrose yelled, "You are not planning on firing on a vessel of House Sunfire are you?! The consequences of this will be..." Andithiel froze for a moment as the helmsman's words were true. Firing on one of House Sunfire's ships would indeed cost House Felo'melorn much since neither House were at war with one another ...and then there was the Magistrate of Silvermoon whom would be quick to condemn such actions but Andithiel did not care. " House Sunfire is supposedly an ally of our's but you have seen for your own eyes that one of them is a clear traitor to House Felo'melorn and to Quel'thalas! If one who is betrothed to another is quick to dismiss feelings such as love for one another, then what else can they possibly do if love means nothing to them? " Andithiel shouted as he attempted to even convince himself about the action he was about to take. The crew of the Dawnrose responded with silence as was to be expected, none would dare rise up against the Commander of the armed loyal forces of House Felo'melorn. Andithiel aimed the cannon and the Sunfire ship and quietly whispered to himself "May she forgive me...." as he pressed the metal trigger of the cannon as a massive payload from the cannon flew towards Kyliska's vessel.
The force of the cannon blew Andithiel back a few inches but continued to hold onto the cannon. Andithiel could see Kyliska and Tiandril aboard the upper deck duck to the floor as the payload struck the mast of the their ship. The sound of the wooden mast being struck could be heard from afar if not to Falthrien Academy itself. Wooden pieces of the ship flew into the air from the impact and caused it to rock off to its side from the sheer force . The sound of cracking wood from the mast was heard as it began to topple over onto the deck below to where Kyliska and Tiandril were and Andithiel watched in his own horror of what he had done he could see Kyliska push Tiandril back into water in attempt to keep him from harm but caused herself to slip and fall onto the deck as a large chuck of wooden mast came toppling over her, pinning her. Andithiel could not see nor hear anything else from the ship and his rage began to settle..but at what cost? He continued to observe the now crippled Sunfire ship in hopes to see Kyliska screaming at him from afar but alas, he did not. Kyliska was no where to be seen as the deck of the ship had become littered with broken wooden debris making it hard to see if she was able to escape or not. "Helmsman...order an apprentice to notify both of my sisters as to what has gone on here. Also inform the Bloodvalor and Firestrike to return to harbor for I have no doubt in my mind that Kyliska's sister, Biara , will not take kind of this at all and we will need all available units and guards prepared for what is possibly to come. " he said turning his back to the cannon.
Andithiel looked over his shoulder once more, " You did this Kyliska. You have tainted my heart with something far worse then anything imaginable then you can imagine." Andithiel walked below deck as the Dawnrose sailed toward Sunsail Anchorage.
Andithiel stood before the waters edge of the beach and gazed into the calm waters below only to find his reflecting staring back at him. His polished armor gleamed back at him from the smooth surface of the water causing him to squint as he began to lose himself into thought. His thoughts drifted toward the one whom he loved , the one who has really only captured his heart more so then his sisters...Kyliska. The past few months had been hard for him as he deliberately pushed himself away from her in a sort of test for her to see how far she would allow him to do so. Never before had these feelings of jealousy surfaced in him before over another man with her and he clearly saw this 'friend' as a threat.
Andithiel shifted his weight and turned his attention away from his reflection in the water over to Sunsail Anchorage. The harbor was teeming with activity in preparation for a ceremony involving House Felo'melorn's newest addition to its rapidly growing fleet of sea vessels and of course Andithiel's presence was required . Off into the horizon of the sea he could easily make out two ships anchored just outside the harbor, in which he presumed were the Bloodvalor and the Firestrike. Like everything else, Selenthiel no doubt had requested their presence in order to make a much bolder statement to rival House's and to the allies of her own. Andithiel smiled to himself for a moment , realizing that this little 'show of power' could possibly impress Kyliska but the thought quickly died out with the sound of approaching footsteps. Andithiel turned toward the oncoming footsteps and discovered his elder sister Ty'avel. "Bal'a dash , brother. " she said with a smile. Before she could say anything else he sighed and offered a disapproving scowl, "Ah, back from the pursuit of world dominance I see. Things must be going ..'according to plan' that they would allow you to grace us with your presence I presume, sister?" He began to walk towards Sunsail Anchorage but stopped as she gently rested her hand upon his shoulder. "I will make this short as I know you have little to no desire to speak with me right now.." Andithiel snorted back before she could continue, "..right NOW?" he shrugged her off and continued on, now agitated over the thoughts of his sister Ty'avel.
Sunsail Anchorage was within a few hundred feet distance before a Sin'Dorei male wearing garments bearing the crest of House Felo'melorn stopped him. "Commander Felo'melorn! Your participating in the ceremony is requested by your sister Selenthiel and is about to begin. The Dawnrose is on approach to the harbor and will be docking any moment. " Andithiel nodded and gestured him away. "So she chose a name already...interesting." he said aloud to himself. Looking toward the harbor he now saw the Bloodvalor and Firestrike escorting the Dawnrose into harbor, the sails from all three ships grew larger as they slowly approached . Each ship was close enough for him to make out the House crest of Felo'melorn as it was adorned on the sides of the ships . He quickened his pace in attempt to make the ceremony on time.
Upon arrival , Andithiel quickly navigated through the crowd of spectators , workers and guards towards the end of the stone pier on which the ship was to be docked. His eyes scanned the harbor in hopes to locate Selenthiel but with no such luck did he see her and continued towards the pier . He located the section of the harbor as to where the newly recruited sailors for the Dawnrose were patiently sitting and awaiting for the ceremony to begin and once again made his way through onlookers and stealthy sat down off to the side just in time to see the Dawnrose dock.
Andithiel focused on the newly constructed ship as the workers aboard threw docking ropes to the harbor men. The design of the ship was basic to any Sin'Dorei sea vessel as was the coloring... in fact the only thing that would set this ship a part from any other would be the fresh coat of paint that adorned the outer hull. The mast of the ship was extended up for anticipation of immediate departure and Andithiel knew that he would soon be asked to board the vessel and take it out to sea for it's final inspection. As the last rope was secured , the gangplank from the harbor was extended out finally uniting the ship and harbor and out stepped Selenthiel .
The Magistrix of House Felo'Melorn gracefully disembarked from the Dawnrose, smiling as she walked. A sense of pride overcame Andithiel has he observed her , she glowed with her own aura of determination and he was proud to know she was of his blood. He watched as she disembarked the ship , signaling the crew of the Dawnrose to stand in formation as they awaited the Commander to board and prepare for the final preparation of the ceremony. Selenthiel walked up to him and smiled, placing both hands upon his shoulder greeting him, "Commander Felo'melorn. It is with great honor that you are here with us today. " She allowed her arms to return to her side and turned to the crowd of spectators and smiled. "Today , is a great day for House Felo'melorn and more importantly, for Quel'Thalas! Today we have yet again proven that ..." her words trailed off as Andithiel focused his attention towards the Dawnrose. As Commander, he was by right allowed to 'forfeit' the speech of the Magistrix for this event should he desire. As his sister continued to preach what sounded to him like a 'manifest destiny' of their people and her House, he slowly began his approach to embark the ship.
Boarding the Dawnrose revealed nothing out of the ordinary. The ship had been commissioned for construction shortly after his sister rose to power as Magistrix from Ty'avel prior. It was a vision of Selenthiel's to invest more of the House's resources into a more 'mobile fleet' for many reasons...one of them being a display of power to the other Houses, another being to show House Felo'melorn's commitment to the defense of Quel'Thalas in which both Andithiel approved. His hands grazed the smooth surface of the ship, carefully inspecting the wooden surface for any imperfections in the wood. Satisfied with the area of inspection he turned to the crew who had already been proactive in forming into positions.
Andithiel turned and faced them taking a few steps to position himself in front of them. "Crew of the Dawnrose. I will skip the formalities as most of you are aware I am not keen of them. You all know what is expected of you and that each one of you will hold the integrity and honor of House Felo'melorn aboard this vessel. Never forget that loyalty comes first to the House! " as he pointed over to the banner bearing the crest of the House. The sound of clapping was heard from the pier of the harbor, signaling him it was time. "Today will consist of the simple task of navigating the Dawnrose off the coast of Sunstrider Isle where we will rendezvous with the Firestrike and Bloodvalor . From there, we will engage in a mock battle between the three in order to test your preparedness of battle." Andithiel nodded to the crew and looked over to his sister back on the pier in return, nodding back at him signaling him he could now fully depart. He turned his attention back to the crew, "Crew of the Dawnrose, prepare for departure!" With his words, the crew saluted their commander and dispersed into their roles as they prepared the ship for sail.
30 minutes later...
Standing at the bow of the ship, Andithiel watched as the crew worked to ensure the ship sailed smoothly along the coastline while others prepared the mock cannons fore battle. The sound of water all around him soothed his mind and he turned to take a glimpse of the ocean horizon before him. The sun still hung high in the sky and the waters reflected back at him, much like before but this time without the calm shoreline waters. Off into the distance the spire of Falthrien Academy began to appear, revealing they were almost to their desire location but before he could order the crew to adjust course, a ship off into the distance caught his eye. He continued to observe the ship from afar, attempting to make any detail out of the ship that may give him an idea of just who the ship belonged to. "Helmsman! " Andithiel shouted as he looked back over his shoulder. "Adjust your heading towards the vessel off of our port side and inform the Firestrike and Bloodvalor we will be delayed in our arrival. " Grabbing a spyglass that had been attached to the bow of the ship for exploration purposes, Andithiel turned and walked toward the upper deck of the ship in hope to get a better view. He placed the spyglass over his right eye and focused it toward the vessel revealing a ship of Sin'Dorei design. "Commander , have you identified the ship? " asked helmsman. Andithiel shook his head, "No but it is clearly one of Quel'Thalas's." The helmsman nodded and looked off into the distance. "Perhaps it is a patrol?" he asked with uncertainty. "Perhaps ...but this area was cleared of any ship traffic for our exercise by the Magistrate . There should be no sea vessel within these waters. " Andithiel continued to look through the spyglass in hopes of a sign as to whom the ship belonged to. A moment of silence passed and Andithiel calmly set the spyglass down beside the helmsman. "I want you to dock with that ship. " he said as he watched a confused expression form upon the helmsman's face. "Commander? Is something wrong? " Andithiel folded his arms and closed his eyes and thought to himself "By the sun I hope not." Andithiel looked down at his side and grabbed his bow, "The ship looks adrift and I see no signs of crew aboard. With this area sanctioned off from normal ship traffic, it falls to us to investigate if there is indeed something amiss. " The helmsman looked at him and nodded and Andithiel turned to walk away , "I will board the ship myself since the Dawnrose is not equipped with an arsenal of weapons for the crew yet." he said over his shoulder. The vessel bearing the banner of House Sunfire swayed in the wind as the Dawnrose docked with it.
Andithiel grew somewhat nervous over the discovery of whom the ship belonged to. The two Houses had had cooler then normal relations recently but were neither considered each other an enemy...yet. Andithiel fixated on the ship belonging to Biara Sunfire, sister of his love Kyliska. As the crew prepared to place the gangplank between the two ships, he continued to observe the fine detail of the House Sunfire ship. The ship was larger then the Dawnrose, it's hull being slightly larger and wider , leading Andithiel to believe it was built for hauling supplies to and from but observing it closer, the ship was well equipped with offensive capabilities as well. Two loud clicks were heard as the gangplank was secured between the two vessels. "Commander, should we notify Magistrix Selenthiel of this?" asked one of the crewmen before Andithiel could cross. "She will be notified after we have completed our investigation and will make the necessary arrangements to notify the Magistrate and House Sunfire. " Andithiel said calmly as he began to cross over to the other vessel.
Boarding the House Sunfire ship, Andithiel immediately drew his bow in anticipating of danger. He took a quick look around the deck and found no signs of struggle as the crew of the Dawnrose watched in silence from their vessel. Confirming the deck was clear of danger, Andithiel moved to the cabin leading to the lower levels of the ship below but before he could open the door, a loud noise in the form of a 'thud' was heard from below following what Andithiel heard as a mans scream. A chill went up his spine and he flung the door open and made haste down the stairs to the lower levels of the ship. Opening the door revealed a small staircase leading to what appeared to be a small section of the ship that held small cabins, presumably for the crew. Magical crystals attached to the wooden wall made way for light as Andithiel made his way further into the ship. Past the small cabins the hall opened up revealing a large double door that was adorned with red and green crystals in which Andithiel presumed it was a room meant for the nobility of House Sunfire. Upon closer observation of the doors, he had noticed that they were not fully closed and the faint trickle of light escape them from inside. Moving in closer he made out more sounds as if someone was moving around inside. Andithiel's heart was beating fast as he prepared to enter the room , his grip tightened over his bow and swung the doors open to reveal decorated room with a large bed in the middle and just as fast and Andithiel entered , so did his eyes fixate on Kyliska and Tiandril, whom had both been startled from him bursting into the room.
Andithiel's mouth dropped open in shock as his beloved lay before him with another man . Kyliska and Tiandril both shared a look of horror and quickly reacted by grabbing the bed sheets to cover their naked bodies. Andithiel continued to stare in silence at the two, attempting to overcome his shock. Kyliska quickly grabbed a green silken robe that lay on the edge of the bed and put it on, " M..My love! What in the name of the Sun are you doing here?!" Andithiel's shocked expression quickly changed as he scowled at her words. " I could easily ask you the same question...Kyliska." he said as he watched Tiandril rise from the bed to grab a robe and place it over him which angered him further. Kyliska's forced a fake smile and opened her mouth to say something but Andithiel quickly interjected , "There is nothing you can say right now that will account for what you have done." Andithiel quickly turned his back towards Kyliska and started out of the room , leaving before she could say anything. He continued through the small corridor and past the small cabins leading up to upper deck of the ship as Kyliska followed in pursuit. "Andi! Please wait...give me a chance to explain! " she hollered as she stumbled up the stairs after him. Reaching the top deck of the ship, Andithiel stopped for a brief moment and turned back to Kyliska, whom had tears running down her rose-colored cheeks. Deep inside him he wanted to run to her and hold her tight, forgiving her for what she had done for he truly loved her that much that he just could not see himself with anyone else ...but what was their love if she was to set it aside for any 'friend'? "Andi...please, I am so sorry for what I have done , I am sure you feel..." Andithiel interjected her once again, " FEEL? Clearly you know nothing of feelings Kyliska otherwise we would not be standing here as we are! " Andithiel sighed and looked down to his bow and shook his head. Kyliska approached him cautiously and attempted to grab both of his hands with hers but Andithiel pulled away and a tear rolled down his right cheek. As the two stood in silence, Andithiel pushed his right hand into a small pouch that was attached to his belt and pulled out a diamond ring. He watched Kyliska's facial expression change from sadness to complete shock and set it on the wooden deck between the two. "I...had planned to ask for your hand in marriage by the end of this year , but now.." his voice trailed off into silence. The sounds of the ocean could be heard as silence filled the air around them both.
Andithiel and Kyliska stood before one another, both unsure as to what to say next. The silence continued on for a few minutes before the sounds of footsteps behind Kyliska were heard as Tiandril appeared from below deck. "You !" Andithiel shouted and pointed his finger at him. " You are nothing more then a honor less coward!" Andithiel slipped past Kyliska, unknowingly kicking the diamond ring he had placed between them away from where he had set it as he approached Tiandril. Tiandril's expression grew pale as Andithiel approached and raised his fist into the air but was stopped as Kyliska grabbed onto him from behind, "Andi, please! Stop this!" she screamed. Kyliska's strength was equal to his own if not more during a fight...but he could hold his own against her in a fight if he must. Having Kyliska hold him back was the only thing that prevented Andithiel from introducing his fist to Tiandril. Andithiel roared with rage and pushed Kyliska off of him as he lunged for Tiandril but was quick to miss him as he moved quickly off the side in the direction of the edge of the deck only to lose his footing and fall into the waters below. Andithiel caught his footing, ignoring the fact that Tiandril now was calling for help from the water below . He turned around to see Kyliska glaring angrily at him but quickly shrugged if off. "Andithiel! Stop this!" she screamed as she quickly walked over to the edge of the ship and threw down a rope ladder. Andithiel's rage continued to grow as he watched his once beloved 'choose' to go to Tiandril versus not to, " You are right...I will stop this." Andithiel turned to face the Dawnrose , who's crew had been a spectator through out the commotion. He quickly boarded as Kyliska attempted to retrieve Tiandril from the water below behind him. "Withdraw the gangplank! " Andithiel shouted. The crew of the Dawnrose quickly regained their composure from watching the drama unfold aboard the Sunfire ship and withdrew the gangplank . Andithiel walked to the upper level without the slightest look back to Kyliska. "Helmsman, bring us about...I want to put some distance between us and them. Make sure the Dawnrose's portside is facing the Sunfire ship as well..." he stated to the helmsman before walking down to the lower level of the upper deck to where newly fabricated cannons of the Dawnrose were.
Andithiel's hand was guided by rage over the smooth metal surface of one of the port side cannons , noting that the cannon was already loaded. The vision of seeing Kyliska in bed with another man ran through his mind over and over, blinding him to his own reserved attitude. His heart had been broken for the first time and he could not cope with the pain deep inside. He had truly loved Kyliska for who she was and what she represented but...it was all a lie and it had had to end. Placing his other hand on the aiming mechanism of the cannon, he slowly aimed it towards the Sunfire ship that was already far enough in order to fire upon. "Commander! " the helmsman of the Dawnrose yelled, "You are not planning on firing on a vessel of House Sunfire are you?! The consequences of this will be..." Andithiel froze for a moment as the helmsman's words were true. Firing on one of House Sunfire's ships would indeed cost House Felo'melorn much since neither House were at war with one another ...and then there was the Magistrate of Silvermoon whom would be quick to condemn such actions but Andithiel did not care. " House Sunfire is supposedly an ally of our's but you have seen for your own eyes that one of them is a clear traitor to House Felo'melorn and to Quel'thalas! If one who is betrothed to another is quick to dismiss feelings such as love for one another, then what else can they possibly do if love means nothing to them? " Andithiel shouted as he attempted to even convince himself about the action he was about to take. The crew of the Dawnrose responded with silence as was to be expected, none would dare rise up against the Commander of the armed loyal forces of House Felo'melorn. Andithiel aimed the cannon and the Sunfire ship and quietly whispered to himself "May she forgive me...." as he pressed the metal trigger of the cannon as a massive payload from the cannon flew towards Kyliska's vessel.
The force of the cannon blew Andithiel back a few inches but continued to hold onto the cannon. Andithiel could see Kyliska and Tiandril aboard the upper deck duck to the floor as the payload struck the mast of the their ship. The sound of the wooden mast being struck could be heard from afar if not to Falthrien Academy itself. Wooden pieces of the ship flew into the air from the impact and caused it to rock off to its side from the sheer force . The sound of cracking wood from the mast was heard as it began to topple over onto the deck below to where Kyliska and Tiandril were and Andithiel watched in his own horror of what he had done he could see Kyliska push Tiandril back into water in attempt to keep him from harm but caused herself to slip and fall onto the deck as a large chuck of wooden mast came toppling over her, pinning her. Andithiel could not see nor hear anything else from the ship and his rage began to settle..but at what cost? He continued to observe the now crippled Sunfire ship in hopes to see Kyliska screaming at him from afar but alas, he did not. Kyliska was no where to be seen as the deck of the ship had become littered with broken wooden debris making it hard to see if she was able to escape or not. "Helmsman...order an apprentice to notify both of my sisters as to what has gone on here. Also inform the Bloodvalor and Firestrike to return to harbor for I have no doubt in my mind that Kyliska's sister, Biara , will not take kind of this at all and we will need all available units and guards prepared for what is possibly to come. " he said turning his back to the cannon.
Andithiel looked over his shoulder once more, " You did this Kyliska. You have tainted my heart with something far worse then anything imaginable then you can imagine." Andithiel walked below deck as the Dawnrose sailed toward Sunsail Anchorage.
Monday, September 2, 2013
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"Kyliska, Kyli can you hear me?"
Blackness, that was what Kyliska saw. She could hear voices but she couldn't see anything. Was she blind? She didn't know. It was hard enough for her to try to concentrate on the voices, or was it just one voice? She wasn't sure. She was also vaguely aware of someone touching her, trying to shake her to see if she would wake up. It must be some sort of bad dream that she couldn't wake up from. She tried to open her eyes but they felt so heavy. She would just rest for a few more minutes. The voice was getting more urgent, and was clearly worried about her, it was a male voice.
"Kyli, please, just open your eyes, I need to know you are ok!" I'm fine, she thought to herself. No need to worry! She knew this man could not hear her but she was hoping she could will it to him. I just need to rest, that is all. She felt some pain in her shoulder, but she didn't want to think of that right now.
"Oh light.....I have to move her, I don't know if any other part of the ship will collapse. So much blood...."
Kyli wondered who was bleeding. What had happened? She could almost remember being on a ship that this man was talking about. They were attacked. Something fell on her and pinned her, that is where she was right now and why she couldn't move. It was starting to make sense now. Maybe it is a good time to try to wake up, she thought. Kyliska tried to will herself awake but it wasn't working. She could feel the man trying to move whatever was on top of her, she was having a hard time breathing, her breath was very shallow. It seemed like her eyelids were made of lead, but she found enough strength to barely open them. She saw Tiandril leaning over her trying to help her. Of course it was Ti, that was the voice she was hearing.
"KYLI!" he screamed. "Oh light, Kyli I thought you were dead. Just try to stay still. I will get this thing off of you. Just don't move, you lost a lot of blood."
"Ti...what happened?" she whispered.
"Kyli, I will explain later, for now I have to get you off of this ship, we are in serious danger until I can get you home." Kyliska decided to agree with Tiandril and not fight him. She didn't have it in her since she couldn't move anyway this was probably the best decision. Now being conscious she tried to look around. Her head was pounding, she must have hit it hard on the deck when she fell. She turned her head to the side and she could see the mast leaning on her. It had her shoulder and chest pinned, this is why she couldn't move. She started to panic, making it even harder to breathe.
"Kyli, please try to relax, I will help you but you have to stay calm. I'm sure you are in shock." Tiandril tried to reassure her. As suddenly as she awoke she was unconscious again.Again she could hear voices. Tiandril's and others this time. She would see flashes of light, see flashes of faces that she knew and then she would fall back into unconsciousness. "She needs her rest sir, please." a female voice said. "I am not leaving her." a male voice said sternly.
Kyliska wasn't sure how much time had passed but it must have been a while. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Tiandril asleep in a chair next to the bed that she was in. She recognized where she was. She was back at her own House. She was in her own bed. She sighed as she remembered just how comfortable her bed was. Then she realized that she was a little groggy and light headed. Her right arm was in a sling and she could tell that her head and chest were bandaged.
"Ti....are you ok?" Kyli whispered. He started to stir and smiled at her. He went to hug her but then thought better of it because of her injuries. "Kyli! You're awake!" he exclaimed. "They tried to tell me to leave but I had to make sure you were ok. I'm fine, just a few cuts and bruises, but you got me out of the way in time, sadly you have some serious injuries yourself though."
Kyliska nodded slightly, anything more would cause her head to throb. She could tell that she was given some medicine because she felt the effects of the drug. "Ti, what happened, I remember bits and pieces." she said. "Kyli....maybe we should talk about this another time, when you are feeling better."
"No, Ti, tell me now, what happened on the ship?" she said forcefully. Tiandril nodded with a solemn look on his face. "As you wish." he started. "Andithiel found us together and he was enraged so much that he fired on your ship."
Kyliska looked at him with her mouth wide open in shock. Andi did this? And then in a flood of memories it all came back to her. She remembered him finding her and Ti in bed together. She remembered him showing her the diamond engagement ring he was going to propose to her with, she remembered how enraged he was, and then him boarding his own ship and firing upon her own. She began to cry hysterically and couldn't stop. Tiandril held her hand but that wouldn't help. Nothing could help. Andi hated her. She felt such a mix of emotions. First sadness that he had to find out about her affair in that way, guilt that he really WAS going to ask her to marry him if she had just been patient enough, and then madness that he would actually fire on her ship and hurt her.
"Kyli, are you alright? You don't look well." Tiandril said.
"No Ti, I am not alright." she started. "I feel sick. What we did was wrong, how Andi found out about it was even worse, but he should not have done what he did. He could have killed us. How could he do that? Has he even tried to see if I am alive? He doesn't even care I'm sure. He probably HOPES that I died in that blast!"
"Kyli, I don't think he meant to kill you. Maybe me, but not you." Tiandril said. "What he did was out of rage, he will see things more clearly when he has had time to calm down."
"Why are you defending him? He tried to kill you too! First he basically pushed you off of the ship and then he fired on us Ti." Kyliska stopped and her heart sank. She was mad but still upset over the whole situation. This was so unlike Andi. He would only do something so drastic if he was enraged. She broke his heart. Another thought crossed her mind, Biara. Did Biara know what happened yet? She must have heard when Tiandril brought her here.
"Ti....does my sister know what happened?" she asked cautiously.
"Yes Kyli, I'm afraid Biara does know, and she is not too pleased." he said.
"I bet she is pissed at Andi for destroying her ship and almost killing me in the process!"
"Kyli, she is also really upset with you too. You essentially started a war between House Sunfire and House Felo'melorn. There is much work needed to mend this."
"I started a war? You were not innocent in this either you know." she said sadly. This was not a good situation at all. What had she done? She had ruined everything. She was not looking forward to talking to her sister.
"Ti, I know you helped save me and made sure I was ok, but I think I need to be alone for a while." Kyli said. "I need to sort my thoughts out. And I'm sure my sister will be in to speak to me soon."
"Of course Kyli, you have been through a lot." he agreed. "Just one thing, the healers said you NEED to rest. That mast was huge and could have killed you. It crushed your shoulder and they healed it the best they could but they said that time will be needed as well. No training for at least a month. Also your head injury is pretty bad too. Just be careful, they gave you some medicine to relax you." Tiandril leaned over Kyliska and gently kissed her on the forehead and left her room.
What was she going to do? Everything was out of control. She only hoped that she could somehow fix things. Maybe she should seek out Andi to explain things better to him. He had to hear her side. She decided that was what she would do. Kyli sat up and put her feet on the side of her bed but then realized that Tiandril was right when the pain in her arm as well as her head overcame her. She laid back down in her bed. Andi would have to wait for the time being. Maybe I could send word to him to come meet me, I NEED to talk to him.....
Blackness, that was what Kyliska saw. She could hear voices but she couldn't see anything. Was she blind? She didn't know. It was hard enough for her to try to concentrate on the voices, or was it just one voice? She wasn't sure. She was also vaguely aware of someone touching her, trying to shake her to see if she would wake up. It must be some sort of bad dream that she couldn't wake up from. She tried to open her eyes but they felt so heavy. She would just rest for a few more minutes. The voice was getting more urgent, and was clearly worried about her, it was a male voice.
"Kyli, please, just open your eyes, I need to know you are ok!" I'm fine, she thought to herself. No need to worry! She knew this man could not hear her but she was hoping she could will it to him. I just need to rest, that is all. She felt some pain in her shoulder, but she didn't want to think of that right now.
"Oh light.....I have to move her, I don't know if any other part of the ship will collapse. So much blood...."
Kyli wondered who was bleeding. What had happened? She could almost remember being on a ship that this man was talking about. They were attacked. Something fell on her and pinned her, that is where she was right now and why she couldn't move. It was starting to make sense now. Maybe it is a good time to try to wake up, she thought. Kyliska tried to will herself awake but it wasn't working. She could feel the man trying to move whatever was on top of her, she was having a hard time breathing, her breath was very shallow. It seemed like her eyelids were made of lead, but she found enough strength to barely open them. She saw Tiandril leaning over her trying to help her. Of course it was Ti, that was the voice she was hearing.
"KYLI!" he screamed. "Oh light, Kyli I thought you were dead. Just try to stay still. I will get this thing off of you. Just don't move, you lost a lot of blood."
"Ti...what happened?" she whispered.
"Kyli, I will explain later, for now I have to get you off of this ship, we are in serious danger until I can get you home." Kyliska decided to agree with Tiandril and not fight him. She didn't have it in her since she couldn't move anyway this was probably the best decision. Now being conscious she tried to look around. Her head was pounding, she must have hit it hard on the deck when she fell. She turned her head to the side and she could see the mast leaning on her. It had her shoulder and chest pinned, this is why she couldn't move. She started to panic, making it even harder to breathe.
"Kyli, please try to relax, I will help you but you have to stay calm. I'm sure you are in shock." Tiandril tried to reassure her. As suddenly as she awoke she was unconscious again.Again she could hear voices. Tiandril's and others this time. She would see flashes of light, see flashes of faces that she knew and then she would fall back into unconsciousness. "She needs her rest sir, please." a female voice said. "I am not leaving her." a male voice said sternly.
Kyliska wasn't sure how much time had passed but it must have been a while. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Tiandril asleep in a chair next to the bed that she was in. She recognized where she was. She was back at her own House. She was in her own bed. She sighed as she remembered just how comfortable her bed was. Then she realized that she was a little groggy and light headed. Her right arm was in a sling and she could tell that her head and chest were bandaged.
"Ti....are you ok?" Kyli whispered. He started to stir and smiled at her. He went to hug her but then thought better of it because of her injuries. "Kyli! You're awake!" he exclaimed. "They tried to tell me to leave but I had to make sure you were ok. I'm fine, just a few cuts and bruises, but you got me out of the way in time, sadly you have some serious injuries yourself though."
Kyliska nodded slightly, anything more would cause her head to throb. She could tell that she was given some medicine because she felt the effects of the drug. "Ti, what happened, I remember bits and pieces." she said. "Kyli....maybe we should talk about this another time, when you are feeling better."
"No, Ti, tell me now, what happened on the ship?" she said forcefully. Tiandril nodded with a solemn look on his face. "As you wish." he started. "Andithiel found us together and he was enraged so much that he fired on your ship."
Kyliska looked at him with her mouth wide open in shock. Andi did this? And then in a flood of memories it all came back to her. She remembered him finding her and Ti in bed together. She remembered him showing her the diamond engagement ring he was going to propose to her with, she remembered how enraged he was, and then him boarding his own ship and firing upon her own. She began to cry hysterically and couldn't stop. Tiandril held her hand but that wouldn't help. Nothing could help. Andi hated her. She felt such a mix of emotions. First sadness that he had to find out about her affair in that way, guilt that he really WAS going to ask her to marry him if she had just been patient enough, and then madness that he would actually fire on her ship and hurt her.
"Kyli, are you alright? You don't look well." Tiandril said.
"No Ti, I am not alright." she started. "I feel sick. What we did was wrong, how Andi found out about it was even worse, but he should not have done what he did. He could have killed us. How could he do that? Has he even tried to see if I am alive? He doesn't even care I'm sure. He probably HOPES that I died in that blast!"
"Kyli, I don't think he meant to kill you. Maybe me, but not you." Tiandril said. "What he did was out of rage, he will see things more clearly when he has had time to calm down."
"Why are you defending him? He tried to kill you too! First he basically pushed you off of the ship and then he fired on us Ti." Kyliska stopped and her heart sank. She was mad but still upset over the whole situation. This was so unlike Andi. He would only do something so drastic if he was enraged. She broke his heart. Another thought crossed her mind, Biara. Did Biara know what happened yet? She must have heard when Tiandril brought her here.
"Ti....does my sister know what happened?" she asked cautiously.
"Yes Kyli, I'm afraid Biara does know, and she is not too pleased." he said.
"I bet she is pissed at Andi for destroying her ship and almost killing me in the process!"
"Kyli, she is also really upset with you too. You essentially started a war between House Sunfire and House Felo'melorn. There is much work needed to mend this."
"I started a war? You were not innocent in this either you know." she said sadly. This was not a good situation at all. What had she done? She had ruined everything. She was not looking forward to talking to her sister.
"Ti, I know you helped save me and made sure I was ok, but I think I need to be alone for a while." Kyli said. "I need to sort my thoughts out. And I'm sure my sister will be in to speak to me soon."
"Of course Kyli, you have been through a lot." he agreed. "Just one thing, the healers said you NEED to rest. That mast was huge and could have killed you. It crushed your shoulder and they healed it the best they could but they said that time will be needed as well. No training for at least a month. Also your head injury is pretty bad too. Just be careful, they gave you some medicine to relax you." Tiandril leaned over Kyliska and gently kissed her on the forehead and left her room.
What was she going to do? Everything was out of control. She only hoped that she could somehow fix things. Maybe she should seek out Andi to explain things better to him. He had to hear her side. She decided that was what she would do. Kyli sat up and put her feet on the side of her bed but then realized that Tiandril was right when the pain in her arm as well as her head overcame her. She laid back down in her bed. Andi would have to wait for the time being. Maybe I could send word to him to come meet me, I NEED to talk to him.....
Sunday, September 1, 2013
Guilt
Kyliska sat up in bed staring off into the darkness. She had trouble sleeping. Tiandril was sleeping soundly next to her and didn't even move when she got up out of bed. Quietly she put on her silken robe and went to the top deck to listen to the calm water. She stood looking out towards the water, listening to the waves. For some reason the water always calmed her and let her think. The gently swaying of the ship was also comforting. She just couldn't turn her mind off. Her emotions were running strong tonight, and she could not stop them.
She sighed as her thoughts turned to Andithiel. She had barely seen or talked to him in months. Did he wonder what she was up to? Did he even think that she could possibly be up to something that didn't involve him, that she was betraying him? Silent tears started to fall down Kyli's cheeks. She didn't like to think of him as of late, because then the guilt overcame her. To the point where she didn't think she could continue her affair, and she just wanted to go to Andi and confess everything. But what would that solve? It would just break his heart. This should be a secret that she is forced to carry with her.
She did think of stopping her affair with Ti though. Yes it was fun and exciting and he treated her really well, but was it worth it? Was it worth it to throw away everything that she had with Andi? Her one true love? Yes Kyli had been with other men but nothing like what she had with Andi. Even this fling with Ti, it was mostly physical. Yes there were some feelings there but nothing like what she felt for Andi. Really she wanted to feel needed and loved, and Andi was pushing her away at the same time that Ti was pursuing her, so she fell under Ti's spell. He was telling her everything she needed to hear, and showing her complete and utter affection. Was that a good enough reason to betray Andi though? In a moment of weakness, she threw everything away. Well no, not yet. Andi didn't need to find out, she could stop seeing Ti and try to make her relationship with Andi work.
As if she were speaking aloud she suddenly felt arms being wrapped around her and also a nice warm blanket. She smiled as she leaned back into muscular arms. "Kyli, what are you doing out here, it is freezing!" Tiandril said.
"Oh Ti, it is not cold!" she started as she slightly shivered. "Ok, well maybe just a little. I just couldn't sleep so I came up here so I wouldn't disturb you. I just cannot seem to turn my thoughts off tonight."
Tiandril hugged her tightly and kissed the top of her head. "It is alright Kyli. I have had nights like that as well. I will stay up here with you if you would like"
Kyliska shook her head. "No that is alright Ti, I kind of just want to be alone right now, I'm alright though no need to worry."
"As you wish, I am still tired anyway but I was worried about where you went. Try to come back to bed soon." Tiandril yawned and then went back below deck. Kyli looked after him. How did she make such a mess of things? She needed to start making some serious decisions, and soon before this whole situation gets out of hand.
She sighed as her thoughts turned to Andithiel. She had barely seen or talked to him in months. Did he wonder what she was up to? Did he even think that she could possibly be up to something that didn't involve him, that she was betraying him? Silent tears started to fall down Kyli's cheeks. She didn't like to think of him as of late, because then the guilt overcame her. To the point where she didn't think she could continue her affair, and she just wanted to go to Andi and confess everything. But what would that solve? It would just break his heart. This should be a secret that she is forced to carry with her.
She did think of stopping her affair with Ti though. Yes it was fun and exciting and he treated her really well, but was it worth it? Was it worth it to throw away everything that she had with Andi? Her one true love? Yes Kyli had been with other men but nothing like what she had with Andi. Even this fling with Ti, it was mostly physical. Yes there were some feelings there but nothing like what she felt for Andi. Really she wanted to feel needed and loved, and Andi was pushing her away at the same time that Ti was pursuing her, so she fell under Ti's spell. He was telling her everything she needed to hear, and showing her complete and utter affection. Was that a good enough reason to betray Andi though? In a moment of weakness, she threw everything away. Well no, not yet. Andi didn't need to find out, she could stop seeing Ti and try to make her relationship with Andi work.
As if she were speaking aloud she suddenly felt arms being wrapped around her and also a nice warm blanket. She smiled as she leaned back into muscular arms. "Kyli, what are you doing out here, it is freezing!" Tiandril said.
"Oh Ti, it is not cold!" she started as she slightly shivered. "Ok, well maybe just a little. I just couldn't sleep so I came up here so I wouldn't disturb you. I just cannot seem to turn my thoughts off tonight."
Tiandril hugged her tightly and kissed the top of her head. "It is alright Kyli. I have had nights like that as well. I will stay up here with you if you would like"
Kyliska shook her head. "No that is alright Ti, I kind of just want to be alone right now, I'm alright though no need to worry."
"As you wish, I am still tired anyway but I was worried about where you went. Try to come back to bed soon." Tiandril yawned and then went back below deck. Kyli looked after him. How did she make such a mess of things? She needed to start making some serious decisions, and soon before this whole situation gets out of hand.
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
Cursed...
Kastarya was pacing back and forth. She had told Tiandril that she needed to meet with him, but he was running late. This wasn't like him but she knew he was spending a lot of time with Kyliska and he lost track of time. She was waiting for him outside the Silvermoon gates. In the distance she could make out Ti on his wolf making his way towards her. He smiled when he saw her and dismounted and gave her a warm, tight hug.
"Sister, I have missed you!" he exclaimed. "How are you? I hope everything is alright."
Kastarya took a step back and gave him a very serious look. "No, Tiandril everything is not alright." she started slowly. "I was debating whether or not to even tell you what happened, but I decided you had a right to know." He was looking at her with a confused look on his face, he seemed concerned with whatever she was about to tell him. He put a hand on her shoulder and urged her to continue. "Ti....our mother came to me the other day. She said some interesting things."
"Our mother came to you? I'm surprised she is still alive. What in the fel did she want from you?" he asked annoyed.
"Ti, I'm not even sure what she wanted. Maybe to just clear the air, to let us know she was alive?" Kastarya said. "She did seem concerned when I told her how you had a curse put on you, she gave us her best."
Tiandril snorted in disbelief. "Yeah I'm sure she is really concerned for me, when has she ever tried to contact us before? To see if we were ok, or even ALIVE for that matter. For all she knew we died in the scourge invasion and she didn't even care!"
"I know, she said she left us because it was safer that way or something like that. I was just in such shock to see her. I also hadn't had much sleep the past few days I thought maybe she was part of my imagination or something at the time!"
Tiandril hugged Kastarya again. "It is ok Kast. She is delusional if she thinks her leaving us was for the best. I'm just glad I was able to keep you safe, that was a very scary time, and I'm almost glad that you were very young and probably don't remember a lot of what happened."
"I remember some things, and I know it was scary. I'm just confused why she thinks what she did was right and justified, and also why she felt the need to seek me out now, out of nowhere."
Tiandril looked at his younger sister with sympathy in his eyes. "She cannot justify leaving us to our deaths, no matter what she thinks. I do not know how anyone could leave their children to die. She is no mother to me anymore." Kastarya looked into Tiandril's eyes and saw that he did not really mean his words. What their mother did to them left him scarred and hurt. He would probably love to just forget about her but she was still their mother no matter what. It hurt him more than he would like to admit.
"Ti, let us not think about this anymore for the time being." Kastarya started. "I have been studying almost non stop trying to find a cure to your curse. I think I might be getting close to something!"
"Kast, you are an amazing sister, do you know that?" he smiled at her. "I know you will find the cure, I was never worried about that. Once you put your mind to something you see it through no matter what. But please do not get sick by not taking care of yourself, you need to sleep and eat. And also please find some time for some fun too!" He hit her playfully and she smiled back at him.
"Oh do you mean like how YOU are having fun with a certain blonde blood elf?" she smirked at him.
"Shh, Kast! That is a secret, and I only told you because I trust you! If anyone else found out about that it could have dire consequences for her and me!"
"I know I know, I would never tell anyone even though I'm not entirely sure I trust her. I do trust your judgement though."
"She can be trusted, don't worry. I have plans dear sister, don't you worry. We will be alright. I will always be there for you, I am here no matter what." Tiandril reached into his pocket and pulled out a locket, it was in the shape of a star and glittered brightly. He handed it to his sister. "This is for you. I had it enchanted so that you can reach me whenever you need me. All you need to do is think of me while wearing it and it will glow and I will be able to hear you."
"Ti! It is beautiful! Thank-you so much!" she felt like crying, the gift was so beautiful and also she felt safer knowing she could now contact her brother more easily especially knowing he was keeping his affair with Kyliska a secret and was sometimes hard to track down. He kissed her forehead and smiled.
"Anything for you Kast. You know I would do anything for you, right?"
"Of course Ti, as I would for you as well. Now get going, I know you are very busy I just wanted to let you know what happened with Mother."
"Thank-you for telling me Kast, we will figure out what her plan is, but hopefully we do not even see her again anytime soon." he said with a hint of sadness in his voice. He got back onto his wolf and blew a kiss to his sister and rode off into the distance. Kast was now even more determined to find the cure to her brother's curse. She just HAD to.
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Tiandril rode far enough away from Silvermoon but not back to his meeting place with Kyliska. He needed to stop and think for a minute with no one else around. So his mother decided to show her face again after all this time. He didn't know how he felt about that exactly. He felt such a mixture of emotions. He missed her, hated her, loved her, felt confused by what she did. Suddenly he felt a throbbing pain in his chest near his heart. He placed his hand there and pressed hard as if that would make the pain go away. This happened from time to time and seemed to be happening more frequently as of late. He knew this was from the curse and time was starting to run out. He didn't want to worry Kastarya and make her nervous so he didn't tell her how dire his situation was getting. Kyli didn't know either, she didn't even know he was cursed.
He didn't even know what it meant exactly. He didn't know what would happen to him. Would he just die, would he turn into a lich? He had no clue and was not interested in finding out. His sister would find a cure he was sure of it. He just hoped that she did in time, he was all she had. He didn't want to leave her.
Tiandril's thoughts turned to Kyliska, should he tell her or would he needlessly worry her? His feelings for her were getting confusing lately. Ever since she went into her blood rage, he looked at her differently but tried not to show her that. If he really did love her, shouldn't he love everything about her? But that was scary for him. He had never seen her act that way before. She could have killed him if she didn't snap out of it. He knew she was sorry she had apologized profusely and healed his wounds for him. She tried to make it up to him, but things just seemed different now. Maybe this wasn't worth it, maybe it was just lust and not love that he felt for her. He wasn't even sure how she felt for him. He knew that she still thought about Andithiel.
Tiandril decided to put those thoughts from his mind for the time being. It wasn't as important as other pressing matters.
"Sister, I have missed you!" he exclaimed. "How are you? I hope everything is alright."
Kastarya took a step back and gave him a very serious look. "No, Tiandril everything is not alright." she started slowly. "I was debating whether or not to even tell you what happened, but I decided you had a right to know." He was looking at her with a confused look on his face, he seemed concerned with whatever she was about to tell him. He put a hand on her shoulder and urged her to continue. "Ti....our mother came to me the other day. She said some interesting things."
"Our mother came to you? I'm surprised she is still alive. What in the fel did she want from you?" he asked annoyed.
"Ti, I'm not even sure what she wanted. Maybe to just clear the air, to let us know she was alive?" Kastarya said. "She did seem concerned when I told her how you had a curse put on you, she gave us her best."
Tiandril snorted in disbelief. "Yeah I'm sure she is really concerned for me, when has she ever tried to contact us before? To see if we were ok, or even ALIVE for that matter. For all she knew we died in the scourge invasion and she didn't even care!"
"I know, she said she left us because it was safer that way or something like that. I was just in such shock to see her. I also hadn't had much sleep the past few days I thought maybe she was part of my imagination or something at the time!"
Tiandril hugged Kastarya again. "It is ok Kast. She is delusional if she thinks her leaving us was for the best. I'm just glad I was able to keep you safe, that was a very scary time, and I'm almost glad that you were very young and probably don't remember a lot of what happened."
"I remember some things, and I know it was scary. I'm just confused why she thinks what she did was right and justified, and also why she felt the need to seek me out now, out of nowhere."
Tiandril looked at his younger sister with sympathy in his eyes. "She cannot justify leaving us to our deaths, no matter what she thinks. I do not know how anyone could leave their children to die. She is no mother to me anymore." Kastarya looked into Tiandril's eyes and saw that he did not really mean his words. What their mother did to them left him scarred and hurt. He would probably love to just forget about her but she was still their mother no matter what. It hurt him more than he would like to admit.
"Ti, let us not think about this anymore for the time being." Kastarya started. "I have been studying almost non stop trying to find a cure to your curse. I think I might be getting close to something!"
"Kast, you are an amazing sister, do you know that?" he smiled at her. "I know you will find the cure, I was never worried about that. Once you put your mind to something you see it through no matter what. But please do not get sick by not taking care of yourself, you need to sleep and eat. And also please find some time for some fun too!" He hit her playfully and she smiled back at him.
"Oh do you mean like how YOU are having fun with a certain blonde blood elf?" she smirked at him.
"Shh, Kast! That is a secret, and I only told you because I trust you! If anyone else found out about that it could have dire consequences for her and me!"
"I know I know, I would never tell anyone even though I'm not entirely sure I trust her. I do trust your judgement though."
"She can be trusted, don't worry. I have plans dear sister, don't you worry. We will be alright. I will always be there for you, I am here no matter what." Tiandril reached into his pocket and pulled out a locket, it was in the shape of a star and glittered brightly. He handed it to his sister. "This is for you. I had it enchanted so that you can reach me whenever you need me. All you need to do is think of me while wearing it and it will glow and I will be able to hear you."
"Ti! It is beautiful! Thank-you so much!" she felt like crying, the gift was so beautiful and also she felt safer knowing she could now contact her brother more easily especially knowing he was keeping his affair with Kyliska a secret and was sometimes hard to track down. He kissed her forehead and smiled.
"Anything for you Kast. You know I would do anything for you, right?"
"Of course Ti, as I would for you as well. Now get going, I know you are very busy I just wanted to let you know what happened with Mother."
"Thank-you for telling me Kast, we will figure out what her plan is, but hopefully we do not even see her again anytime soon." he said with a hint of sadness in his voice. He got back onto his wolf and blew a kiss to his sister and rode off into the distance. Kast was now even more determined to find the cure to her brother's curse. She just HAD to.
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Tiandril rode far enough away from Silvermoon but not back to his meeting place with Kyliska. He needed to stop and think for a minute with no one else around. So his mother decided to show her face again after all this time. He didn't know how he felt about that exactly. He felt such a mixture of emotions. He missed her, hated her, loved her, felt confused by what she did. Suddenly he felt a throbbing pain in his chest near his heart. He placed his hand there and pressed hard as if that would make the pain go away. This happened from time to time and seemed to be happening more frequently as of late. He knew this was from the curse and time was starting to run out. He didn't want to worry Kastarya and make her nervous so he didn't tell her how dire his situation was getting. Kyli didn't know either, she didn't even know he was cursed.
He didn't even know what it meant exactly. He didn't know what would happen to him. Would he just die, would he turn into a lich? He had no clue and was not interested in finding out. His sister would find a cure he was sure of it. He just hoped that she did in time, he was all she had. He didn't want to leave her.
Tiandril's thoughts turned to Kyliska, should he tell her or would he needlessly worry her? His feelings for her were getting confusing lately. Ever since she went into her blood rage, he looked at her differently but tried not to show her that. If he really did love her, shouldn't he love everything about her? But that was scary for him. He had never seen her act that way before. She could have killed him if she didn't snap out of it. He knew she was sorry she had apologized profusely and healed his wounds for him. She tried to make it up to him, but things just seemed different now. Maybe this wasn't worth it, maybe it was just lust and not love that he felt for her. He wasn't even sure how she felt for him. He knew that she still thought about Andithiel.
Tiandril decided to put those thoughts from his mind for the time being. It wasn't as important as other pressing matters.
Sunday, August 4, 2013
Family
Kastarya Sunsilk sat under a tree in Eversong Forest with a book in her lap. She was trying to focus and learn some new spells. It was extremely frustrating for her. She was trying to help her brother, Tiandril out. He was all she had in this world. Their mother was probably still alive but she had left them for dead during the Scourge invasion and they hadn't heard from her since. Kastarya was very young at the time and Tiandril had made sure she was safe. Kast wasn't entirely sure why she even wanted to see her mother. She felt that she needed to get to know her since she didn't remember much about her. So she made it her mission to find her.
After Kast started studying to become a Warlock things had changed. She had some more power than she ever used to. She never knew what she wanted to be, but then when Ti had that curse put on him, she figured she would try her hand at being a Warlock to see if she could help him out somehow. She wasn't able to find anything of use as of yet, but she was still beginning her studies. She would go days at a time without sleeping trying to find something to help. It was during one of these bouts of studying when she came across something very interesting. There were scribbles in the margins of the book she was reading. The handwriting looked familiar and Kast had no idea why that would be and who's it was. Then as if cold water was splashed on her face she realized she knew where she had seen it before. It was her mother's handwriting. Was her mother a Warlock, or at least studying to be one? And what were the odds that Kast would happen to find the same exact book that her mother had used?
Kastarya felt like someone was watching her and she looked up and saw a female blood elf standing off in the distance looking at her. She knew this was her mother. Maybe she had never really left and was always watching out for her and Tiandril. But why wouldn't she let them know? Why stay in hiding? Kast had so many questions to ask her. She had decided she was going to talk to her and she got up and walked over to her. The female Blood Elf had long flowing red hair, just like Kastarya's. She smiled sweetly as Kast made her way towards her but didn't make a move to hug or kiss her much like a mother would do automatically when seeing their child. Kast frowned slightly and kept her distance.
"Mother, is that you?" she asked cautiously.
"Yes dear Kastarya, it is your mother." she said quietly.
"I....I don't understand. Where did you go, why are you back now? Have you not cared about Tiandril or myself? You just LEFT us! You left us to die. Good thing Tiandril kept me safe, I don't even remember you much. Why would you do that to us. Were you studying to be a Warlock? I'm so confused!" Kast rambled on and on until her mother put up a hand and she stopped suddenly.
"My dear, sweet, innocent Kast." her mother started. "You were always so full of life and vibrant. You were such a sweet little girl, and still are. You also could be very naive. There is much to this world that you do not even know about. You were brought up in a very sheltered life, that is partly my fault, and I am sorry for that. That is part of the reason why I left you two, my two children to fend for yourselves. I felt like you both needed to grow up, and maybe the way I did that was harsh but it needed to be done."
Kastarya just stared at her mother with her mouth half open. She couldn't believe what her mother was saying. She left them on purpose to die, because they needed to grow up? Was she insane? Did she actually believe that? They could have very well died and then how would she feel? Would she be fine with them just dying instead of growing up like she put it?
"Mother.....I am sorry but that is the most idiotic thing I have ever heard." Kastarya said. "We could have DIED. Fel we almost DID, but you wouldn't know anything about that now would you? Tiandril is cursed now because of you, I hope you are happy with yourself and I hope you are also happy in how much we have MATURED since you decided to leave us for dead!"
"Tiandril is cursed?"she asked slowly. She seemed to show concern over her son being hurt or in trouble. "Cursed as in how? Is he alright?"
"Like you would even care, but yes he is alright...for now anyway. I am going to find a cure for him don't you worry. I CARE about my family unlike you!"
"You are a fool daughter if that is what you think. I do care for both of you and that is exactly why I did what I did. You both needed to learn life's lessons the hard way. Being sheltered would have just gotten you killed sooner rather than later. I left when I did because it needed to be done. If you cannot see this then that is your problem alone, and not mine."
Kastarya felt as if she had been slapped in the face. Clearly her mother was insane. How could she even think that was the right thing to do? Letting her children both almost die? In the most horrible way? Kast wasn't even sure why she had wanted to find her mother if this is the woman she was. She was better off without her.
"Mother, even though it was nice seeing you, I have to go. I have more important matters than hearing your insane babble about why you left us." Kastarya said smoothly, and turned to leave.
"Kastarya, I really did leave you both for your own safety. And I do hope that one day you can see that I did what was best for my children. Please be well and give Tiandril my best." Kastarya turned to make another snide remark at her mother when she suddenly vanished into thin air.
Now that was strange. Kastarya didn't get the answers to all of her questions but now she had heard why her mother had left. It was not a good enough reason for her but at least it was a reason. She didn't know if she should even tell Ti that she had seen their mother. He had a right to know that she was still alive and why she left, but was now the right time? She knew that he was spending a lot of time with that Kyliska Sunfire. Kast wasn't even sure how she felt about that Blood Knight. Her and her sister both seemed pretty insane to her also. They were very quick to act and slay enemies, which was a good cause but Kast thought that maybe there were other ways. Kast was a little too idealistic for a Warlock, and a Blood Elf she supposed. She wanted to use the demons that she controlled to better herself and her society.
She could see how manipulating demons could cloud your judgement and your mind though. After summoning them over and over and hearing them talk to you and hear their thoughts she could see how one could go down a very dark path. She would not let that happen to herself though. Maybe that is what happened with her mother. She let the darkness overcome her and THAT was the real reason she left her family behind. At least if that was the case, she could still be saved.
Kast decided to put these thoughts from her mind for the time being. She would take a nap since she hadn't slept in a while and things would be a lot clearer when she woke up. Then she would decide if and when she would tell her brother about what happened. This could wait until she had some rest.
After Kast started studying to become a Warlock things had changed. She had some more power than she ever used to. She never knew what she wanted to be, but then when Ti had that curse put on him, she figured she would try her hand at being a Warlock to see if she could help him out somehow. She wasn't able to find anything of use as of yet, but she was still beginning her studies. She would go days at a time without sleeping trying to find something to help. It was during one of these bouts of studying when she came across something very interesting. There were scribbles in the margins of the book she was reading. The handwriting looked familiar and Kast had no idea why that would be and who's it was. Then as if cold water was splashed on her face she realized she knew where she had seen it before. It was her mother's handwriting. Was her mother a Warlock, or at least studying to be one? And what were the odds that Kast would happen to find the same exact book that her mother had used?
Kastarya felt like someone was watching her and she looked up and saw a female blood elf standing off in the distance looking at her. She knew this was her mother. Maybe she had never really left and was always watching out for her and Tiandril. But why wouldn't she let them know? Why stay in hiding? Kast had so many questions to ask her. She had decided she was going to talk to her and she got up and walked over to her. The female Blood Elf had long flowing red hair, just like Kastarya's. She smiled sweetly as Kast made her way towards her but didn't make a move to hug or kiss her much like a mother would do automatically when seeing their child. Kast frowned slightly and kept her distance.
"Mother, is that you?" she asked cautiously.
"Yes dear Kastarya, it is your mother." she said quietly.
"I....I don't understand. Where did you go, why are you back now? Have you not cared about Tiandril or myself? You just LEFT us! You left us to die. Good thing Tiandril kept me safe, I don't even remember you much. Why would you do that to us. Were you studying to be a Warlock? I'm so confused!" Kast rambled on and on until her mother put up a hand and she stopped suddenly.
"My dear, sweet, innocent Kast." her mother started. "You were always so full of life and vibrant. You were such a sweet little girl, and still are. You also could be very naive. There is much to this world that you do not even know about. You were brought up in a very sheltered life, that is partly my fault, and I am sorry for that. That is part of the reason why I left you two, my two children to fend for yourselves. I felt like you both needed to grow up, and maybe the way I did that was harsh but it needed to be done."
Kastarya just stared at her mother with her mouth half open. She couldn't believe what her mother was saying. She left them on purpose to die, because they needed to grow up? Was she insane? Did she actually believe that? They could have very well died and then how would she feel? Would she be fine with them just dying instead of growing up like she put it?
"Mother.....I am sorry but that is the most idiotic thing I have ever heard." Kastarya said. "We could have DIED. Fel we almost DID, but you wouldn't know anything about that now would you? Tiandril is cursed now because of you, I hope you are happy with yourself and I hope you are also happy in how much we have MATURED since you decided to leave us for dead!"
"Tiandril is cursed?"she asked slowly. She seemed to show concern over her son being hurt or in trouble. "Cursed as in how? Is he alright?"
"Like you would even care, but yes he is alright...for now anyway. I am going to find a cure for him don't you worry. I CARE about my family unlike you!"
"You are a fool daughter if that is what you think. I do care for both of you and that is exactly why I did what I did. You both needed to learn life's lessons the hard way. Being sheltered would have just gotten you killed sooner rather than later. I left when I did because it needed to be done. If you cannot see this then that is your problem alone, and not mine."
Kastarya felt as if she had been slapped in the face. Clearly her mother was insane. How could she even think that was the right thing to do? Letting her children both almost die? In the most horrible way? Kast wasn't even sure why she had wanted to find her mother if this is the woman she was. She was better off without her.
"Mother, even though it was nice seeing you, I have to go. I have more important matters than hearing your insane babble about why you left us." Kastarya said smoothly, and turned to leave.
"Kastarya, I really did leave you both for your own safety. And I do hope that one day you can see that I did what was best for my children. Please be well and give Tiandril my best." Kastarya turned to make another snide remark at her mother when she suddenly vanished into thin air.
Now that was strange. Kastarya didn't get the answers to all of her questions but now she had heard why her mother had left. It was not a good enough reason for her but at least it was a reason. She didn't know if she should even tell Ti that she had seen their mother. He had a right to know that she was still alive and why she left, but was now the right time? She knew that he was spending a lot of time with that Kyliska Sunfire. Kast wasn't even sure how she felt about that Blood Knight. Her and her sister both seemed pretty insane to her also. They were very quick to act and slay enemies, which was a good cause but Kast thought that maybe there were other ways. Kast was a little too idealistic for a Warlock, and a Blood Elf she supposed. She wanted to use the demons that she controlled to better herself and her society.
She could see how manipulating demons could cloud your judgement and your mind though. After summoning them over and over and hearing them talk to you and hear their thoughts she could see how one could go down a very dark path. She would not let that happen to herself though. Maybe that is what happened with her mother. She let the darkness overcome her and THAT was the real reason she left her family behind. At least if that was the case, she could still be saved.
Kast decided to put these thoughts from her mind for the time being. She would take a nap since she hadn't slept in a while and things would be a lot clearer when she woke up. Then she would decide if and when she would tell her brother about what happened. This could wait until she had some rest.
Friday, August 2, 2013
Rage
Kyliska stormed on the top deck of the Sunfire ship that her and Tiandril would meet. She was livid. That undead woman, Beckyann just loved to push her buttons. How dare she insult Kyli like that in a public manner? After she was the one taking Kyli's very own kills the other night. The nerve! Kyli was raging as she paced back and forth. She was walking so heavily that she thought the deck would just fall beneath her. Tiandril had heard her footsteps and came to the top deck to see what was going on.
"Kyli, are you alright?" he asked cautiously.
"Oh yes, I am quite fine Ti." she said but continued to pace back and forth. He took a slow step towards her, but didn't reach out to touch her just yet.
"I am sorry to say this, but Kyli, you sure don't seem to be ok. Is something wrong, would you like to talk about it?"
Kyliska looked at him with anger clearly in her eyes. She continued to pace as she began to talk. "I am in a very bad mood and I would caution you to stay away from me for the time being until I cool down. You have never seen me like this and you do not know what I am capable of when I am in a mood like this."
Tiandril just looked at her and smiled. "Kyli, I am not afraid of you, and also I would like to help you through whatever has put you in this foul mood." He took a step closer to her and was almost close enough to touch her and he started to reach his hand out to touch her arm, when Kyli jerked away.
"Ti....please do not press me right now." she started. "I do not want to hurt you, I am not thinking clearly right now, just leave me alone. There was only ever one person who could calm me down when I was like this...."
Tiandril knew she was referring to Andithiel, but he didn't care. He was going to try. He put his hands on her shoulders and forced her to stop pacing. He held her in place and looked into her eyes and he was actually a little nervous when he saw the daggers that were staring back at him. She started to shake and turn red. She had warned him but he didn't listen. In one fell swoop she maneuvered herself out of his grip on her and knocked him to the floor. He yelped in surprise but she was not done yet. She was seeing red. When Kyliska got into a blood rage you did not want to be in her path. You wanted to stay far far away. She jumped on top of him and began to punch him. It was a good thing she didn't have her armor on still.
Tiandril blocked some of her blows but not all of them. He was screaming at her to stop but she couldn't hear him, she was in a trance. In her mind she was picturing that undead bitch and she couldn't stop punching her. She had punched her face a few times and then was punching her right where her undead heart should be. Did she even still have one? Kyli didn't even care at that moment, she just wanted to make this bitch hurt. Even if she was dead and maybe it wouldn't even hurt her that much, it made Kyli feel better. She was screaming at Kyli to stop, and she even got in some good hits to Kyli, but she couldn't feel anything right now.
Then out of nowhere Kyli felt something warm on her arm, and then she felt slight pain. She stopped and looked and noticed that she was bleeding, and there was a white fox biting her arm and not letting go. She shook her head and looked down and noticed that she was fighting Tiandril, not Beckyann. He had a bruise on his cheek and his chest, and was also bleeding.
"Snow.....you can stop now. Thank-you." Tiandril said to the fox and he released his hold on Kyli.
Kyli looked down at Tiandril again with disbelief in her eyes. She fell onto his chest and started to cry. Even though he was in pain he put his arms around her and held her close to him. She whispered a small prayer to the light and healed his wounds for him. "I'm so sorry Ti....." she murmured.
Tiandril stroked her hair and didn't say anything. She was right, he had never seen her act that way before. He had never seen her fight, it was actually truly scary. He was never afraid of Kyli and never realized just how strong she was but in that moment of her blood rage, she was indestructible. She didn't care who she was fighting, she would fight them to the death. In that moment she didn't care if she died, as long as she died fighting. He felt that if he wasn't able to stop her, she might have actually killed him. All he wanted to do was comfort her and try to help her out. He didn't think it would come to this.
As she lay on top of him crying he wondered how in the fel that Andi was ever able to calm her down from that kind of rage. He must be a special guy to be able to do that. Maybe this was all a mistake and she really did belong with him. Tiandril would have to think long and hard about this. He didn't need to be scared for his life every time that Kyliska got mad.
"Kyli, are you alright?" he asked cautiously.
"Oh yes, I am quite fine Ti." she said but continued to pace back and forth. He took a slow step towards her, but didn't reach out to touch her just yet.
"I am sorry to say this, but Kyli, you sure don't seem to be ok. Is something wrong, would you like to talk about it?"
Kyliska looked at him with anger clearly in her eyes. She continued to pace as she began to talk. "I am in a very bad mood and I would caution you to stay away from me for the time being until I cool down. You have never seen me like this and you do not know what I am capable of when I am in a mood like this."
Tiandril just looked at her and smiled. "Kyli, I am not afraid of you, and also I would like to help you through whatever has put you in this foul mood." He took a step closer to her and was almost close enough to touch her and he started to reach his hand out to touch her arm, when Kyli jerked away.
"Ti....please do not press me right now." she started. "I do not want to hurt you, I am not thinking clearly right now, just leave me alone. There was only ever one person who could calm me down when I was like this...."
Tiandril knew she was referring to Andithiel, but he didn't care. He was going to try. He put his hands on her shoulders and forced her to stop pacing. He held her in place and looked into her eyes and he was actually a little nervous when he saw the daggers that were staring back at him. She started to shake and turn red. She had warned him but he didn't listen. In one fell swoop she maneuvered herself out of his grip on her and knocked him to the floor. He yelped in surprise but she was not done yet. She was seeing red. When Kyliska got into a blood rage you did not want to be in her path. You wanted to stay far far away. She jumped on top of him and began to punch him. It was a good thing she didn't have her armor on still.
Tiandril blocked some of her blows but not all of them. He was screaming at her to stop but she couldn't hear him, she was in a trance. In her mind she was picturing that undead bitch and she couldn't stop punching her. She had punched her face a few times and then was punching her right where her undead heart should be. Did she even still have one? Kyli didn't even care at that moment, she just wanted to make this bitch hurt. Even if she was dead and maybe it wouldn't even hurt her that much, it made Kyli feel better. She was screaming at Kyli to stop, and she even got in some good hits to Kyli, but she couldn't feel anything right now.
Then out of nowhere Kyli felt something warm on her arm, and then she felt slight pain. She stopped and looked and noticed that she was bleeding, and there was a white fox biting her arm and not letting go. She shook her head and looked down and noticed that she was fighting Tiandril, not Beckyann. He had a bruise on his cheek and his chest, and was also bleeding.
"Snow.....you can stop now. Thank-you." Tiandril said to the fox and he released his hold on Kyli.
Kyli looked down at Tiandril again with disbelief in her eyes. She fell onto his chest and started to cry. Even though he was in pain he put his arms around her and held her close to him. She whispered a small prayer to the light and healed his wounds for him. "I'm so sorry Ti....." she murmured.
Tiandril stroked her hair and didn't say anything. She was right, he had never seen her act that way before. He had never seen her fight, it was actually truly scary. He was never afraid of Kyli and never realized just how strong she was but in that moment of her blood rage, she was indestructible. She didn't care who she was fighting, she would fight them to the death. In that moment she didn't care if she died, as long as she died fighting. He felt that if he wasn't able to stop her, she might have actually killed him. All he wanted to do was comfort her and try to help her out. He didn't think it would come to this.
As she lay on top of him crying he wondered how in the fel that Andi was ever able to calm her down from that kind of rage. He must be a special guy to be able to do that. Maybe this was all a mistake and she really did belong with him. Tiandril would have to think long and hard about this. He didn't need to be scared for his life every time that Kyliska got mad.
Friday, July 12, 2013
Foolish Games
Kyliska could not believe she ran into Selenthiel in Silvermoon last night. She shouldn't be so foolish. She had to be more careful. She had been sneaking away to see Tiandril in Silvermoon in random bars and whatnot, but nothing had happened other than their kiss in the woods. Kyli just had wanted to talk to Tiandril as friends. She had kept her promise to herself to do nothing more with him.
Kyli decided to go for a walk again. She liked to do that to clear her mind. She had to admit that her thoughts did often turn to Ti, more so than Andi since their steamy kiss together. Kyli knew that she did not initiate the kiss, but she didn't stop it in time. She should have stopped it right away. She let it go too far. She sighed as she walked along the path through Eversong Forest. The birds were singing and the sun was shining very brightly. She took a nice deep breath to just relish in what a glorious day it was. She found herself walking deeper and deeper into the woods.
Kyli was wearing a light dress since the weather was so nice. She could have sworn that she heard wind chimes, which always made her shudder but then as soon as she thought she heard them, they were gone. She shook her head as she continued to walk, now she went off of the path into the grass. Here the trees were so tall and were sort of blocking out the sun. 'This is a good spot to sit and relax' Kyli thought to herself. As she was getting ready to sit next to a tree she looked out to the pond that was in front of her. She had not realized at first that it was even there. She also didn't realize that someone was there.
Kyli did a double take. It was a male Blood Elf, and he was naked, apparently bathing or just having a nice private swim. Kyli was frozen as she realized who this naked elf was. It was Tiandril. She had her mouth half way open and realized that she was staring at him. His whole body was beautiful, just as beautiful as his face was. Tiandril's back was to Kyli so he didn't even realize that she was there watching him. She let out a slight gasp, and then he turned around to see who was there. He didn't seem embarrassed in the least even before he realized that it was Kyli. Once he did recognize her, he smiled at her and stared back at her. Then very slowly his eyes went up and down the length of her body, as if mentally undressing her right there.
Kyli's breath caught in her throat. She knew she should turn away and not stare at Ti's naked body. She should run away as fast as she could. But she found herself walking slowly towards him. The emotions she had been feeling ever since Ti came back into her life came rushing into her. Her desire, her attraction to him almost overwhelming that she had trouble breathing. She knew he felt the same way, he had said as much. He was waiting for her to decide that she wanted this too. That she was ready, he would not force her. She appreciated that. And suddenly Andithiel was a far thought from her mind. She knew if she let herself think of him, this would never happen.
Kyli quickly looked around and saw that no one was in the vicinity, and then she continued her walk to him. Her pulse started to quicken as she realized what she was finally going to allow herself to do. Her feet touched the water and she realized that it was warm. Or was that just her that was heating up? Tiandril stayed where he was, he was letting her come to him, making it her decision alone this time. She found him for once. The tables were turned. Once her feet hit the water it was as if she couldn't contain herself anymore. She quickly took her dress off and threw it to the side of the pond and swam to Tiandril. She pulled him roughly to her and kissed him hard and passionately. He didn't hold back either, he had expected this. He returned the kiss with matched passion.
No words were spoken between them, they both knew what they wanted and didn't have to express it in words anymore. All the words had been said. This moment seemed to last forever as their bodies became one. After it was over they both had dressed and lay together in the grass. Kyli had her head on his chest and he was running his fingers through her hair. They were both content, and still had not said anything to each other. Kyli looked up to Ti and he gently kissed her forehead. They had a mutual understanding.
A few months later....
Kyliska was walking to one of the Sunfire Ships that was in a secluded area on the shore of Eversong.She knew that no one would come to this ship, no one had for quite some time. Just to be sure she had made sure that the Sunfire Guards were made aware that she would need to spend some time there to train, by herself. They knew not to question her as a co-scion of the House. She smiled to herself as she walked towards the ship. It was starting to get cloudy and a storm was approaching. She knew she should quicken her step or she would be caught in the rain. For some reason she was content to just walk, she knew what awaited her on the ship and she didn't want to rush anything.
Kyli slowly made her way onto the ship and she went below deck to where the bed chambers were. She saw a sleeping body on the bed and smiled. She then decided to jump on the bed to wake him up.
"Kyli! What are you doing?" Tiandril exclaimed.
"Oh shush Ti!" she said playfully. "I know I woke you up and scared you but really, aren't I a great surprise?" She smiled slyly at him as he pulled her in for a long kiss. Their affair had been ongoing for a few months now. She didn't want to admit it but she felt happy with Tiandril. She also did feel guilty, but when she was with him, that guilt was a far off memory, it was when she was away from him that she let the guilt sink in. Andithiel was still distant. It was as if he knew that she was up to something and was keeping his distance on purpose. No, there is no way he can know Kyli thought. I have been very careful whenever I have met with Tiandril. This ship has been a secret hideout of ours and Andi would never come here, nor would anyone else.
She was also surprised that she was able to keep this from her sister. She would make some broad statements but she had no clue. She would ask if she was staying away from Tiandril, and of course Kyli would lie and say she had not seen him since their fateful kiss. If Biara only knew that they had been sleeping together she would be livid. Kyli shrugged it off. She knew it was wrong to see Tiandril, but that was part of the thrill. She felt as if Andi did not even care for her much anymore or else he would have made more of an effort to see her. He would always let other things take precedence over her. It was different with Ti. He always put her first. He complimented her always, and made her feel special, much like Andi used to make her feel.
Kyli relished in having the undivided attention of a man. She knew it was shallow but she couldn't help herself. A woman liked to be told how beautiful she was! She flopped down on the bed and put her head on Ti's chest. She loved to listen to his heart beat through his sculpted chest. She sighed happily as she listened to the rain pound on the top deck. She had no troubles when she was with him. She forgot about everything else going on in the world, even if it was for a short amount of time. Was this love, or lust? She didn't know. But she would just enjoy it for the time being, even if it didn't last forever. Enjoy the present and deal with the future later.
Kyli decided to go for a walk again. She liked to do that to clear her mind. She had to admit that her thoughts did often turn to Ti, more so than Andi since their steamy kiss together. Kyli knew that she did not initiate the kiss, but she didn't stop it in time. She should have stopped it right away. She let it go too far. She sighed as she walked along the path through Eversong Forest. The birds were singing and the sun was shining very brightly. She took a nice deep breath to just relish in what a glorious day it was. She found herself walking deeper and deeper into the woods.
Kyli was wearing a light dress since the weather was so nice. She could have sworn that she heard wind chimes, which always made her shudder but then as soon as she thought she heard them, they were gone. She shook her head as she continued to walk, now she went off of the path into the grass. Here the trees were so tall and were sort of blocking out the sun. 'This is a good spot to sit and relax' Kyli thought to herself. As she was getting ready to sit next to a tree she looked out to the pond that was in front of her. She had not realized at first that it was even there. She also didn't realize that someone was there.
Kyli did a double take. It was a male Blood Elf, and he was naked, apparently bathing or just having a nice private swim. Kyli was frozen as she realized who this naked elf was. It was Tiandril. She had her mouth half way open and realized that she was staring at him. His whole body was beautiful, just as beautiful as his face was. Tiandril's back was to Kyli so he didn't even realize that she was there watching him. She let out a slight gasp, and then he turned around to see who was there. He didn't seem embarrassed in the least even before he realized that it was Kyli. Once he did recognize her, he smiled at her and stared back at her. Then very slowly his eyes went up and down the length of her body, as if mentally undressing her right there.
Kyli's breath caught in her throat. She knew she should turn away and not stare at Ti's naked body. She should run away as fast as she could. But she found herself walking slowly towards him. The emotions she had been feeling ever since Ti came back into her life came rushing into her. Her desire, her attraction to him almost overwhelming that she had trouble breathing. She knew he felt the same way, he had said as much. He was waiting for her to decide that she wanted this too. That she was ready, he would not force her. She appreciated that. And suddenly Andithiel was a far thought from her mind. She knew if she let herself think of him, this would never happen.
Kyli quickly looked around and saw that no one was in the vicinity, and then she continued her walk to him. Her pulse started to quicken as she realized what she was finally going to allow herself to do. Her feet touched the water and she realized that it was warm. Or was that just her that was heating up? Tiandril stayed where he was, he was letting her come to him, making it her decision alone this time. She found him for once. The tables were turned. Once her feet hit the water it was as if she couldn't contain herself anymore. She quickly took her dress off and threw it to the side of the pond and swam to Tiandril. She pulled him roughly to her and kissed him hard and passionately. He didn't hold back either, he had expected this. He returned the kiss with matched passion.
No words were spoken between them, they both knew what they wanted and didn't have to express it in words anymore. All the words had been said. This moment seemed to last forever as their bodies became one. After it was over they both had dressed and lay together in the grass. Kyli had her head on his chest and he was running his fingers through her hair. They were both content, and still had not said anything to each other. Kyli looked up to Ti and he gently kissed her forehead. They had a mutual understanding.
A few months later....
Kyliska was walking to one of the Sunfire Ships that was in a secluded area on the shore of Eversong.She knew that no one would come to this ship, no one had for quite some time. Just to be sure she had made sure that the Sunfire Guards were made aware that she would need to spend some time there to train, by herself. They knew not to question her as a co-scion of the House. She smiled to herself as she walked towards the ship. It was starting to get cloudy and a storm was approaching. She knew she should quicken her step or she would be caught in the rain. For some reason she was content to just walk, she knew what awaited her on the ship and she didn't want to rush anything.
Kyli slowly made her way onto the ship and she went below deck to where the bed chambers were. She saw a sleeping body on the bed and smiled. She then decided to jump on the bed to wake him up.
"Kyli! What are you doing?" Tiandril exclaimed.
"Oh shush Ti!" she said playfully. "I know I woke you up and scared you but really, aren't I a great surprise?" She smiled slyly at him as he pulled her in for a long kiss. Their affair had been ongoing for a few months now. She didn't want to admit it but she felt happy with Tiandril. She also did feel guilty, but when she was with him, that guilt was a far off memory, it was when she was away from him that she let the guilt sink in. Andithiel was still distant. It was as if he knew that she was up to something and was keeping his distance on purpose. No, there is no way he can know Kyli thought. I have been very careful whenever I have met with Tiandril. This ship has been a secret hideout of ours and Andi would never come here, nor would anyone else.
She was also surprised that she was able to keep this from her sister. She would make some broad statements but she had no clue. She would ask if she was staying away from Tiandril, and of course Kyli would lie and say she had not seen him since their fateful kiss. If Biara only knew that they had been sleeping together she would be livid. Kyli shrugged it off. She knew it was wrong to see Tiandril, but that was part of the thrill. She felt as if Andi did not even care for her much anymore or else he would have made more of an effort to see her. He would always let other things take precedence over her. It was different with Ti. He always put her first. He complimented her always, and made her feel special, much like Andi used to make her feel.
Kyli relished in having the undivided attention of a man. She knew it was shallow but she couldn't help herself. A woman liked to be told how beautiful she was! She flopped down on the bed and put her head on Ti's chest. She loved to listen to his heart beat through his sculpted chest. She sighed happily as she listened to the rain pound on the top deck. She had no troubles when she was with him. She forgot about everything else going on in the world, even if it was for a short amount of time. Was this love, or lust? She didn't know. But she would just enjoy it for the time being, even if it didn't last forever. Enjoy the present and deal with the future later.
Sunday, July 7, 2013
Jounal Entry July 7, 2013
What is wrong with me? I am in love with Andi. I love him with all of
my heart. Yet I cannot stop thinking of Tiandril. It started out so
innocent. And then after the other night when we kissed, things have
been different. I have been trying not to even see him like my sister
had suggested. I have been staying close to home. I do not want to tempt
myself. I already feel so guilty about what I did. If Andi were to find
out, he would be furious. He cannot find out. I know I must at least
find Tiandril just to talk. I need to make him understand that he cannot
tell Andi. I know he respects my wishes but he HAS to know not to do
that. It would hurt me and Andi and everyone. It is best to try to
forget it ever happened. I will try to push my feelings down, and stay
with Andi.
I DO love Andi, so this shouldn't be a hard thing to do. But why, why would Tiandril come back into my life? After all of these years. Just to make my life more complicated. Everything was going fine. I just need some time to clear my head. I need to think with my mind instead of my body. It is alright to be attracted to other people, but you do NOT act on it! Biara thinks that Andi will want to marry me and that would be great for both of our Houses. It will unite us. But it is more than a political move. I do love him.
Then why does it sound like I am trying to convince myself of this? Oh I don't know. Is it possible to love two people at the same time? I feel like my heart is torn in two. One minute I am thinking of Andi and then the next Tiandril. Maybe it would be best to not see EITHER of them. I just feel like I finally found love in Andi, and then this happens. Everything was going great. We had been through so much together and we overcame it. My love live has not been simple by any means but it finally WAS. It finally was stable. I had even been drinking less!
Now I find myself either drinking at home or at the bar more. Trying to drown my sorrow and my feelings I suppose. It does help numb the feelings of guilt. I need to find Tiandril and talk to him, just talk. I will sneak out of the Spire. My sister cannot know, and of course Andi cannot know. I will return soon.
I DO love Andi, so this shouldn't be a hard thing to do. But why, why would Tiandril come back into my life? After all of these years. Just to make my life more complicated. Everything was going fine. I just need some time to clear my head. I need to think with my mind instead of my body. It is alright to be attracted to other people, but you do NOT act on it! Biara thinks that Andi will want to marry me and that would be great for both of our Houses. It will unite us. But it is more than a political move. I do love him.
Then why does it sound like I am trying to convince myself of this? Oh I don't know. Is it possible to love two people at the same time? I feel like my heart is torn in two. One minute I am thinking of Andi and then the next Tiandril. Maybe it would be best to not see EITHER of them. I just feel like I finally found love in Andi, and then this happens. Everything was going great. We had been through so much together and we overcame it. My love live has not been simple by any means but it finally WAS. It finally was stable. I had even been drinking less!
Now I find myself either drinking at home or at the bar more. Trying to drown my sorrow and my feelings I suppose. It does help numb the feelings of guilt. I need to find Tiandril and talk to him, just talk. I will sneak out of the Spire. My sister cannot know, and of course Andi cannot know. I will return soon.
The Traitor's Daughter- The End
((Warning:
The following RP storyline contains adult content. Several scenes may
be difficult for some readers. Reading discretion is advised. All
characters involved are here at the request of their owners.)) (Written by Biara)
Kyliska Sunblade's charger made loud thumping noises as she lead the creature down the rather unsturdy looking dock in Ratchet. Considering that much of the coastline was utterly obliterated during the shattering, the Blood Knight supposed that having any dock at all was a blessing and much better than having to swim from the ship to the shore.
As she made her way into the town proper, she paused to look at the structures that the goblins and a variety of other races called home. A stiff cool breeze from the sea behind her stirred her golden hair around her face and made her tabard flutter, the black heart on its red field rippling over her thick plate armor.
Armor that barely fit her now.
Kyliska smiled, reaching down to pat her own stomach, just beginning to swell now with the bump of her first child; the child she and Andissiel had made together. A product of their love, her hesitation to be a mother was founded both on the fears that she would one day end up like her own mother, Sassariel, and on the fact that she simply was unable to contain her desire for action and adventure and be practical with her behavior. The Knight smirked, shaking her head and dismissing the thought; it didn't matter what her 'condition' was, adventure was what stirred her blood to life and she was not about to give up on it, even if she had to take smaller and smaller ones.
Adventures like her current trip.
As Kyliska lead her war steed deeper into the town, she began to reflect on why she was here. Several days ago now, an alliance raiding force had struck out at House Dayfire, destroying a small prison spire deep in the heart of Eversong Woods and freeing a prisoner that her sister Biara had taken. Although Kyliska didn't believe her sister's intentions were poor (she never really doubted that the Magistrix had the best of intentions for Quel'Thalas!), she had thought that the choice of location for holding the prisoner could have been better planned. In fact, it might have been better for there to have been no prisoner for the alliance to come and rescue.
Regardless of all of this, the alliance had slaughtered half a company of House guards, many of Biara's apprentices, and set the structure alight. In addition, mysterious attacks on Kyliska's own Blood Knights within the House had continued throughout Quel'Thalas, and no matter how she changed their patrol schedules or destinations during the patrols, the enemy seemed to have eyes upon their forces and would strike anyway, killing many of her men. By all accounts the aggressors were poorly trained humans, and it was high time that someone did something about it.
Someone like Kyliska Sunblade.
It would be her last adventure before her new life kept her confined to the Spire for longer and longer periods of time, and she would make the most of it. She'd tracked the humans back to a pirate ship that had docked in Ratchet several days ago, and she was about to find out both where they had gone from there, as well as whether or not they had any relation to the recent raids on her sister's holdings. It would be an excellent opportunity to swing her blade a few more times before setting it aside for decades.
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A black shadow slipped through the night, almost undetectable as it blended into the natural darkness around it. It moved with a will of it's own, slipping through the underbrush of the Northern Barrens with an uncanny sense of direction. After a time, the construct came upon a small clearing hidden deep within the vast plains. A tent sat within the space, bordered by the large trees that dominated some parts of the otherwise flat landscape.
As it approached the tent, it slowed down, walking now rather than gliding, it's form looking much like a Sin'dorei as it moved. The flaps of the tent before it opened, and an actual Sin'dorei stepped out. Although the construct was composed of blackest darkness, and the elf was a contrasting marble-like white, the two were otherwise identical in appearance.
The construct bowed before the elf and then began to whisper about what it had seen in the nearby town of Ratchet, news that was long awaited.
Seluna Dawnsea grinned wickedly as she took the information in and then dismissed her shadowy apparition. She gestured and a small magical hum was heard throughout the clearing. Within the brush was the sound of stirring figures as the humans she'd enslaved began to rise. Her so-called Cult of the Shadowed Eye had spent much time preparing for what was to come, and finally all of the work was about to pay off.
For the first time in a long time, Seluna began to hurry in her preparations, eager to begin.
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Kyliska paused, peering through the trees around her, trying to feel with her combat senses what might be ahead. She had traveled for several days to reach this spot, all the while planning what she would do and how she would investigate the issue at hand. The news she'd received from goblins in Ratchet and later from Tauren in the Crossroads had lead her to this spot deep in the heart of Ashenvale. All accounts had pointed to the human group abandoning the area around Ratchet and proceeding in this direction, likely to cause more mischief to the Horde.
Although Kyliska had been disappointed to discover that her enemies were fleeing, she was still determined to track them down; no one entered Quel'Thalas and killed her men without retribution! It was in her blood now, and she would not be denied even if it took a few weeks to track the humans down. She shook her head and frowned; if she took too much longer Andissiel would come to find her and she didn't want her beloved to interfere with the bit of fun she was likely to have!
Ahead of her in the trees Kyliska saw her goal; a sharply inclined face of rock with a crevasse through the front. She'd been tracking the humans for days in the forest now, and a chance encounter with an old orc hunter had lead her towards this spot. From what she could gather through the scant information she was able to collect so far, the humans had set up a camp within the crevasse and were using it as a base to launch more raids on the Horde forces within the forest. They were a ragtag bunch, dressed in black robes and fanatical in their assaults.
Precisely the kind of humans Kyliska was most fond of cutting to shreds with her sword.
She grinned wickedly, her grip on the familiar blade strong as she made her way stealthily through the underbrush towards the narrow gap ahead. She would find the cultists and slaughter them by surprise and be back at Dayfire Spire before the sun set this day.
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The first human was unaware that he was under attack until the holy Light had slammed into him, exorcising him to ash in a brilliant flash of energy. The two humans closest to him were equally unprepared for the stroke of the two-handed sword that cleaved one's head clean off and slashed a fatal gouge down the front of the other's chest in its downward swing.
Ten in all, now seven, the humans were a rag-tag bunch of cultists in black robes with a strange eye symbol over their hearts. They had been fortunate in their attacks in Eversong, using stealth and surprise to launch ambushed, but in a stand-up fight they were poorly trained and completely unprepared for the armored death that launched itself into their midst.
Kyliska's plate armored body slammed into the next two who rushed her, physically throwing them over the back of the granite slab they had been using for an altar. Her hand lashed out, the plate gauntlet crushing the windpipe of a human that dashed in behind her, even as she whirled and cut the legs from a man in front of her. Her victim fell screaming showering Kyliska with his lifeblood as he died.
Kyliska Sunblade laughed.
Oh how she loved the thrill of battle! She dove around the awkward thrust of one of the humans, disemboweling him with her own weapon and then hurling his bloodied form towards a woman that screamed and ran at her, entangling the foe. Her blade rose and then fell, ending the struggling woman's life as she tried to free herself from her own dead companion.
Humans were such fools, but at least they bled brightly before they died!
The two men she had thrown over the altar rose behind it, looking at her with fear but also a bit of fanaticism in her eyes. She gave them no chance to go on the offensive, leaping onto the granite platform and lashing out with one of her plate boots, catching the first man in the face and shattering it. The second man raised his blade, a small dagger, and Kyliska giggled as she carved his arm from his body, her lithe form drenched with the blood of her enemies, her heart beating rapidly in her chest and breaths coming out in gasps as the battle lust infused her. The combat had lasted seconds, but already the clearing was empty of foes.
Or so she thought.
Seconds later a cry arose from the rocks around her, and dozens of humans charged into the small space where the altar had been prepared, wicked daggers raised high. Kyliska's eyes widened as she realized that the first ten had been intentionally sacrificed. The real battle had not even begun.
Her eyes narrowing, Kyliska grabbed her sword with both hands, setting herself upon the granite and preparing to deal death to the fools.
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The cultists were like the waves crashing against a rocky coast. They slammed into the edge of the altar, and there were repelled by a force far greater than they were. Men and women fell screaming, their lifeblood pumping into the fertile soil of Ashenvale as they tried to take down a Sin'dorei who had better training, armor, and strategic positioning than they did.
Even so, eventually the tide overcomes the shore, and Kyliska found herself more and more having to dodge blows that came close to crippling her, or kicking out at humans who had climbed onto the altar with her. The men and women seemed unlike enemies she had fought before; their eyes were glassy with fanatical zeal, and they shouted obscenities to whatever god they worshiped as they charged her again and again. Ordinary foes would have been horrified by the carnage around them, would have long ago faltered as they realized the price they were paying to take down a single foe. But these were not ordinary enemies; they were not even in control of their own actions as they fell before her.
Slowly the blood knight found herself having to strike out around her in all directions as the slab of stone was surrounded. Here and there she had taken a hit against her heavy armor, and dents and scratches showed. In a spot beneath her right arm blood flowed down her side from where the tip of a dagger had nicked her flesh. They were minor wounds, but she was tiring and knew she had to break free before it was too late.
The enemy gave her no time.
In a move that was utterly suicidal, one of the cultists threw himself on her blade, lodging it deep within his bowels. He purposely squirmed along the cruel steel, entangling her weapon and forcing her to waste precious time trying to free it. Even as the man died and she cut her weapon free, eight more jumped up onto the granite altar, throwing themselves at her and tackling her.
Kyliska Sunblade was not about to let an inconvenience like being outnumbered and pinned down stop her from killing. Her body spasmed, fists, feet, and Light slashing out around her. Three more men were killed or permanently maimed before enough of the cultists had climbed atop her to wrest her sword from her hand and pin her thrashing limbs down. About twelve of the humans still lived when it was over, where before there had easily been thirty. They had paid a deadly price to subdue her.
As Kyliska's heart raced, one of the humans who had remained somewhat aloof from the fighting stepped forward, a wicked dagger in his hand. His eyes saw nothing, the fanatical look in them seeing only something in the distance that he himself heard, and he muttered to himself about the Shadowed Eye watching them. The Blood Knight tried to squirm under the men who held her, but was unable to free herself as the human came closer.
He gestured to the remaining cultists, and they brought their blades up, cutting away the straps of her breastplate and flinging it into the dirt beside the altar. The man climbed up, standing over her and holding his dagger high. It did not take much mental power to understand that Kyliska was about to be sacrificed then and there.
She snarled at the humans, “Do your worst then, for if I am able to free myself none of you will walk away alive! I swear to the Light I will carve each of you to shreds!”
The man stopped chanting and looked at her, a smile on his face. “The Shadowed Eye cares little for you elf. You mean nothing to him!”
Kyliska blinked at him in confusion for a moment. “B-but...why are you sacrificing me then? I don't understand...”
The man's smile only widened as he raised the dagger up, spoke three last words of magic, and brought it down hard. It glittered in the light of the day as it descended, and Kyliska found herself bemused by the thought that this weapon, this strike would finally be the one that ended her life. The blade arced down quickly, and she braced herself to die as it plunged.
Right into her belly, into her womb.
Her screams echoed from the rocks around her as understanding of the man's words hit home. The dagger flared, the magic within it sucking life energy out, destroying everything it touched, everything inside her, the life she had come to grudgingly accept responsibility for. In that moment her hopes and dreams for the future were shattered, even as her body was shattered and bled. She wanted to die, she wanted the man to bring the blade up and gut her, finishing his work, but her suffering went on endlessly.
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Seluna Dawnsea shivered with delight as the Blood Knight's screams echoed around her. It was a sound she had waited over a hundred years to hear; the sound of a traitor's daughter getting the justice she deserved. The moment stretched on, Kyliska's suffering unbelievably sweet to the priestess' ears as she stood there watching from the shadows.
After she had let the blade do its work for long enough, Seluna stepped forward, her lithe form making almost no sound as she let inky black tendrils of shadow ooze from her skin, hovering in the air around her. The cultists looked up, bowing their heads as they saw their mistress approaching, knowing they had pleased her.
That is why four of them died almost instantly as Seluna's magic lashed out against them.
They screamed of course. They always screamed when she killed them. It was almost a bothersome sound as her shadows lashed across the small space, throwing panicked men and women to the ground and leaving them to bleed out. She almost laughed once when one of them charged at her, his knife raised over his head in desperation. Her shadows actually cut his body in half before he came anywhere near her.
The final cultist, the 'leader' she had installed in place, still stood over Kyliska, his dagger protruding from her belly as she stared at Seluna in shock.
“B-but I d-don't...don't understand...” he stuttered.
“Hush now,” Seluna replied in a husky whisper. A tendril of shadow lashed out, smashing the human in the face and knocking him back off the altar. The clearing fell silent as Seluna surveyed the devastation.
It was over. The cultists were all dead, and Kyliska lay mortally wounded on the altar, her child stolen from her womb with deadly magic. Exactly as Seluna had planned all along. Perfect in all but one detail; Kyliska had not suffered enough yet.
The priestess let the shadows fade from her, her form shimmering and returning to the pale looking elf that she was. Her eyes glowed with a blue light as she fixed a few pieces of stray hair back into place and casually walked over to Kyliska. She cleared her throat, as if practicing, her face taking on a false look of concern.
“Kyliska! Kyliska Sunblade, can you hear me?” She put just the right amount of desperation in her voice as she leaned over the fallen Blood Knight.
Kyliska groaned and looked at her, pain and despair in her eyes so delicious to Seluna that her mask almost slipped. “S-seluna...w-what....they took...they took...” tears rolled down the knight's face as she cried bitterly, the weapon still stuck in her belly. The emotional pain of loss was worse than the actual wound, although it would be fatal in time.
Seluna gently ran a hand through Kyliska's hair, keeping her feelings of delight under tight control. “Hush now, don't try to speak. I will try and save you and get you to safety. I've managed to dispatch the cultists for now. Please Kyliska, just hold on a little longer....”
Kyliska's eyes closed, her choked sobs softening as the pain and devastating loss overwhelmed her. She passed into unconsciousness and left Seluna standing over her, grinning vilely.
“Yes, let me save you so that you can remember for the rest of your miserable life what it means to have the blood of a traitorous bitch in you. Let your memories haunt you and ride you, showing you how much of a failure you are to your homeland,” she hissed at the unconscious elf. “We can't let you die though, oh no, you've not had nearly enough time to suffer from this.”
Seluna began to sing, her prayer a beautiful, haunting melody that filled the clearing around her. Light built in her hand, and the priestess winced as it burned her flesh; it was always painful for her to handle the Light given her unnatural state, and this time it was doubly painful as the spell she was using was exceptionally powerful. With her free hand she yanked the blade from Kyliska's flesh, letting the life-stealing weapon fall to the ground. She reached out with her glowing hand, pressing it against Kyliska's wounds.
Nothing happened.
Seluna's eyes widened in shock and rage. Her singing faltered as whispers rose around her in the clearing; whispers she knew quite well.
“No Selun'athiel, my beloved. You cannot use the Light for such an end. She will pass on now, and rest in peace,” Tel'athar's voice seemed to come from all around her.
Seluna's rage was unmatched. She shook with it. Her fists came down and pounded on Kyliska's still form as she shrieked at the whispering air around her. The dead; her many victims from long ago, grew louder, more insistent with each pounding blow on the body of her victim. The dead, still body.
“I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE!” she yelled at nothing at all. Within her mind though, she knew the spirit of Tel'athar could hear her, would know the course she planned.
He whispered to her again, his voice otherworldly, “There is one way and one way alone that this will be allowed. The Knight's life will still have purpose, even after this. But you....you must come to understand what it is you have done. There is a price to be paid.”
Seluna's eyes narrowed and her voice came out in a deadly whisper. “I will have my revenge.”
She got no response, but the whispers died away to nothing, the feeling of their presence leaving her. She breathed a sigh of relief, preparing to cast her spell again when the pain hit her. She cried out, bending over in agony as it felt like hot knives were ripping through her again and again. Her mind felt the heavy weight of despair close in upon it, a desire to simply close her eyes and let it all go filling her. She felt every second of Kyliska's agony, her pain and despair over the loss of her child, the mental anguish she had inflicted on the Blood Knight, pain that wasn't hers.
Seluna staggered, leaning heavily against the altar, her breath coming in gasps. Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the stone and shook with the pain, wanting it to end and knowing it was the price she had to pay to use the Light in a manner that would inflict harm on another living thing. It was the price of being what she was, what her daughter and the bitch lying dead on the stone before her had allowed her to become.
Seluna's head snapped up, her face a mask of determination. An iron will that had kept her going for over two centuries, that had lead her through her own death and acceptance of her return in her unpure form burned within her. Her eyes blazed with the blue of the Quel'dorei, her spirit manifest in that moment more than it had ever been before. She reached out, laying a shaking hand on Kyliska's still form, her course set.
“So be it. I will have my revenge,” she said. She began to sing then. Each note held perfectly, each sound coming unerringly from the throat of an elf in the most extreme agonies, both mental and physical. Her desire, her desperate need to make Kyliska pay for the sins of her mother driving the song onward, forcing the Light to come to her call, to heal and restore the victim of her urges.
It came forth. It was begrudging, and the pain grew worse before the end, but the Light answered her call, falling down upon Kyliska in a cone of radiance that made Seluna's skin sizzle where it struck her. As the song ended, she withdrew her partially burned hand and waited, her prayers answered a moment later when Kyliska's chest heaved and breath came to her once again, her wounds slowly closing upon themselves.
As Kyliska's pain ended, so too did Seluna's, and she shivered with relief as the spell healed the burning agony she felt inside, the agony that Kyliska had felt. The priestess grinned, calling upon the shadows to aide her as she stood upright, wrapping the now-unconscious elf's body within her spells, lifting it and carrying it from that place.
It was time for Kyliska to go home, and think about the consequences of what it meant to be a lying half-breed bitch birthed by a traitor to Quel'Thalas.
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Seluna smiled as she stepped from the tent, high on the peaks of Thunderbluff. She had left Kyliska behind in the small structure there, sleeping fitfully beneath the skins. The tent belonged to Elunearia Moonblade, and the surprise that would await her when she returned was as delicious to Seluna as what she had done to Kyliska.
Let them all suffer together. Let them know the foolishness of their actions. They were all failures, and every single one of them would pay before the end.
She stood there for a moment, letting the winds of Mulgore wash over her. She was Selun'athiel Dayfire, Sorceress of Quel'Thalas, Mother of Biara Dayfire, beloved wife of Tel'athar Dayfire.
Scion and true ruler of House Dayfire. It was time for everyone to know this once and for all.
Kyliska Sunblade's charger made loud thumping noises as she lead the creature down the rather unsturdy looking dock in Ratchet. Considering that much of the coastline was utterly obliterated during the shattering, the Blood Knight supposed that having any dock at all was a blessing and much better than having to swim from the ship to the shore.
As she made her way into the town proper, she paused to look at the structures that the goblins and a variety of other races called home. A stiff cool breeze from the sea behind her stirred her golden hair around her face and made her tabard flutter, the black heart on its red field rippling over her thick plate armor.
Armor that barely fit her now.
Kyliska smiled, reaching down to pat her own stomach, just beginning to swell now with the bump of her first child; the child she and Andissiel had made together. A product of their love, her hesitation to be a mother was founded both on the fears that she would one day end up like her own mother, Sassariel, and on the fact that she simply was unable to contain her desire for action and adventure and be practical with her behavior. The Knight smirked, shaking her head and dismissing the thought; it didn't matter what her 'condition' was, adventure was what stirred her blood to life and she was not about to give up on it, even if she had to take smaller and smaller ones.
Adventures like her current trip.
As Kyliska lead her war steed deeper into the town, she began to reflect on why she was here. Several days ago now, an alliance raiding force had struck out at House Dayfire, destroying a small prison spire deep in the heart of Eversong Woods and freeing a prisoner that her sister Biara had taken. Although Kyliska didn't believe her sister's intentions were poor (she never really doubted that the Magistrix had the best of intentions for Quel'Thalas!), she had thought that the choice of location for holding the prisoner could have been better planned. In fact, it might have been better for there to have been no prisoner for the alliance to come and rescue.
Regardless of all of this, the alliance had slaughtered half a company of House guards, many of Biara's apprentices, and set the structure alight. In addition, mysterious attacks on Kyliska's own Blood Knights within the House had continued throughout Quel'Thalas, and no matter how she changed their patrol schedules or destinations during the patrols, the enemy seemed to have eyes upon their forces and would strike anyway, killing many of her men. By all accounts the aggressors were poorly trained humans, and it was high time that someone did something about it.
Someone like Kyliska Sunblade.
It would be her last adventure before her new life kept her confined to the Spire for longer and longer periods of time, and she would make the most of it. She'd tracked the humans back to a pirate ship that had docked in Ratchet several days ago, and she was about to find out both where they had gone from there, as well as whether or not they had any relation to the recent raids on her sister's holdings. It would be an excellent opportunity to swing her blade a few more times before setting it aside for decades.
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A black shadow slipped through the night, almost undetectable as it blended into the natural darkness around it. It moved with a will of it's own, slipping through the underbrush of the Northern Barrens with an uncanny sense of direction. After a time, the construct came upon a small clearing hidden deep within the vast plains. A tent sat within the space, bordered by the large trees that dominated some parts of the otherwise flat landscape.
As it approached the tent, it slowed down, walking now rather than gliding, it's form looking much like a Sin'dorei as it moved. The flaps of the tent before it opened, and an actual Sin'dorei stepped out. Although the construct was composed of blackest darkness, and the elf was a contrasting marble-like white, the two were otherwise identical in appearance.
The construct bowed before the elf and then began to whisper about what it had seen in the nearby town of Ratchet, news that was long awaited.
Seluna Dawnsea grinned wickedly as she took the information in and then dismissed her shadowy apparition. She gestured and a small magical hum was heard throughout the clearing. Within the brush was the sound of stirring figures as the humans she'd enslaved began to rise. Her so-called Cult of the Shadowed Eye had spent much time preparing for what was to come, and finally all of the work was about to pay off.
For the first time in a long time, Seluna began to hurry in her preparations, eager to begin.
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Kyliska paused, peering through the trees around her, trying to feel with her combat senses what might be ahead. She had traveled for several days to reach this spot, all the while planning what she would do and how she would investigate the issue at hand. The news she'd received from goblins in Ratchet and later from Tauren in the Crossroads had lead her to this spot deep in the heart of Ashenvale. All accounts had pointed to the human group abandoning the area around Ratchet and proceeding in this direction, likely to cause more mischief to the Horde.
Although Kyliska had been disappointed to discover that her enemies were fleeing, she was still determined to track them down; no one entered Quel'Thalas and killed her men without retribution! It was in her blood now, and she would not be denied even if it took a few weeks to track the humans down. She shook her head and frowned; if she took too much longer Andissiel would come to find her and she didn't want her beloved to interfere with the bit of fun she was likely to have!
Ahead of her in the trees Kyliska saw her goal; a sharply inclined face of rock with a crevasse through the front. She'd been tracking the humans for days in the forest now, and a chance encounter with an old orc hunter had lead her towards this spot. From what she could gather through the scant information she was able to collect so far, the humans had set up a camp within the crevasse and were using it as a base to launch more raids on the Horde forces within the forest. They were a ragtag bunch, dressed in black robes and fanatical in their assaults.
Precisely the kind of humans Kyliska was most fond of cutting to shreds with her sword.
She grinned wickedly, her grip on the familiar blade strong as she made her way stealthily through the underbrush towards the narrow gap ahead. She would find the cultists and slaughter them by surprise and be back at Dayfire Spire before the sun set this day.
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The first human was unaware that he was under attack until the holy Light had slammed into him, exorcising him to ash in a brilliant flash of energy. The two humans closest to him were equally unprepared for the stroke of the two-handed sword that cleaved one's head clean off and slashed a fatal gouge down the front of the other's chest in its downward swing.
Ten in all, now seven, the humans were a rag-tag bunch of cultists in black robes with a strange eye symbol over their hearts. They had been fortunate in their attacks in Eversong, using stealth and surprise to launch ambushed, but in a stand-up fight they were poorly trained and completely unprepared for the armored death that launched itself into their midst.
Kyliska's plate armored body slammed into the next two who rushed her, physically throwing them over the back of the granite slab they had been using for an altar. Her hand lashed out, the plate gauntlet crushing the windpipe of a human that dashed in behind her, even as she whirled and cut the legs from a man in front of her. Her victim fell screaming showering Kyliska with his lifeblood as he died.
Kyliska Sunblade laughed.
Oh how she loved the thrill of battle! She dove around the awkward thrust of one of the humans, disemboweling him with her own weapon and then hurling his bloodied form towards a woman that screamed and ran at her, entangling the foe. Her blade rose and then fell, ending the struggling woman's life as she tried to free herself from her own dead companion.
Humans were such fools, but at least they bled brightly before they died!
The two men she had thrown over the altar rose behind it, looking at her with fear but also a bit of fanaticism in her eyes. She gave them no chance to go on the offensive, leaping onto the granite platform and lashing out with one of her plate boots, catching the first man in the face and shattering it. The second man raised his blade, a small dagger, and Kyliska giggled as she carved his arm from his body, her lithe form drenched with the blood of her enemies, her heart beating rapidly in her chest and breaths coming out in gasps as the battle lust infused her. The combat had lasted seconds, but already the clearing was empty of foes.
Or so she thought.
Seconds later a cry arose from the rocks around her, and dozens of humans charged into the small space where the altar had been prepared, wicked daggers raised high. Kyliska's eyes widened as she realized that the first ten had been intentionally sacrificed. The real battle had not even begun.
Her eyes narrowing, Kyliska grabbed her sword with both hands, setting herself upon the granite and preparing to deal death to the fools.
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The cultists were like the waves crashing against a rocky coast. They slammed into the edge of the altar, and there were repelled by a force far greater than they were. Men and women fell screaming, their lifeblood pumping into the fertile soil of Ashenvale as they tried to take down a Sin'dorei who had better training, armor, and strategic positioning than they did.
Even so, eventually the tide overcomes the shore, and Kyliska found herself more and more having to dodge blows that came close to crippling her, or kicking out at humans who had climbed onto the altar with her. The men and women seemed unlike enemies she had fought before; their eyes were glassy with fanatical zeal, and they shouted obscenities to whatever god they worshiped as they charged her again and again. Ordinary foes would have been horrified by the carnage around them, would have long ago faltered as they realized the price they were paying to take down a single foe. But these were not ordinary enemies; they were not even in control of their own actions as they fell before her.
Slowly the blood knight found herself having to strike out around her in all directions as the slab of stone was surrounded. Here and there she had taken a hit against her heavy armor, and dents and scratches showed. In a spot beneath her right arm blood flowed down her side from where the tip of a dagger had nicked her flesh. They were minor wounds, but she was tiring and knew she had to break free before it was too late.
The enemy gave her no time.
In a move that was utterly suicidal, one of the cultists threw himself on her blade, lodging it deep within his bowels. He purposely squirmed along the cruel steel, entangling her weapon and forcing her to waste precious time trying to free it. Even as the man died and she cut her weapon free, eight more jumped up onto the granite altar, throwing themselves at her and tackling her.
Kyliska Sunblade was not about to let an inconvenience like being outnumbered and pinned down stop her from killing. Her body spasmed, fists, feet, and Light slashing out around her. Three more men were killed or permanently maimed before enough of the cultists had climbed atop her to wrest her sword from her hand and pin her thrashing limbs down. About twelve of the humans still lived when it was over, where before there had easily been thirty. They had paid a deadly price to subdue her.
As Kyliska's heart raced, one of the humans who had remained somewhat aloof from the fighting stepped forward, a wicked dagger in his hand. His eyes saw nothing, the fanatical look in them seeing only something in the distance that he himself heard, and he muttered to himself about the Shadowed Eye watching them. The Blood Knight tried to squirm under the men who held her, but was unable to free herself as the human came closer.
He gestured to the remaining cultists, and they brought their blades up, cutting away the straps of her breastplate and flinging it into the dirt beside the altar. The man climbed up, standing over her and holding his dagger high. It did not take much mental power to understand that Kyliska was about to be sacrificed then and there.
She snarled at the humans, “Do your worst then, for if I am able to free myself none of you will walk away alive! I swear to the Light I will carve each of you to shreds!”
The man stopped chanting and looked at her, a smile on his face. “The Shadowed Eye cares little for you elf. You mean nothing to him!”
Kyliska blinked at him in confusion for a moment. “B-but...why are you sacrificing me then? I don't understand...”
The man's smile only widened as he raised the dagger up, spoke three last words of magic, and brought it down hard. It glittered in the light of the day as it descended, and Kyliska found herself bemused by the thought that this weapon, this strike would finally be the one that ended her life. The blade arced down quickly, and she braced herself to die as it plunged.
Right into her belly, into her womb.
Her screams echoed from the rocks around her as understanding of the man's words hit home. The dagger flared, the magic within it sucking life energy out, destroying everything it touched, everything inside her, the life she had come to grudgingly accept responsibility for. In that moment her hopes and dreams for the future were shattered, even as her body was shattered and bled. She wanted to die, she wanted the man to bring the blade up and gut her, finishing his work, but her suffering went on endlessly.
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Seluna Dawnsea shivered with delight as the Blood Knight's screams echoed around her. It was a sound she had waited over a hundred years to hear; the sound of a traitor's daughter getting the justice she deserved. The moment stretched on, Kyliska's suffering unbelievably sweet to the priestess' ears as she stood there watching from the shadows.
After she had let the blade do its work for long enough, Seluna stepped forward, her lithe form making almost no sound as she let inky black tendrils of shadow ooze from her skin, hovering in the air around her. The cultists looked up, bowing their heads as they saw their mistress approaching, knowing they had pleased her.
That is why four of them died almost instantly as Seluna's magic lashed out against them.
They screamed of course. They always screamed when she killed them. It was almost a bothersome sound as her shadows lashed across the small space, throwing panicked men and women to the ground and leaving them to bleed out. She almost laughed once when one of them charged at her, his knife raised over his head in desperation. Her shadows actually cut his body in half before he came anywhere near her.
The final cultist, the 'leader' she had installed in place, still stood over Kyliska, his dagger protruding from her belly as she stared at Seluna in shock.
“B-but I d-don't...don't understand...” he stuttered.
“Hush now,” Seluna replied in a husky whisper. A tendril of shadow lashed out, smashing the human in the face and knocking him back off the altar. The clearing fell silent as Seluna surveyed the devastation.
It was over. The cultists were all dead, and Kyliska lay mortally wounded on the altar, her child stolen from her womb with deadly magic. Exactly as Seluna had planned all along. Perfect in all but one detail; Kyliska had not suffered enough yet.
The priestess let the shadows fade from her, her form shimmering and returning to the pale looking elf that she was. Her eyes glowed with a blue light as she fixed a few pieces of stray hair back into place and casually walked over to Kyliska. She cleared her throat, as if practicing, her face taking on a false look of concern.
“Kyliska! Kyliska Sunblade, can you hear me?” She put just the right amount of desperation in her voice as she leaned over the fallen Blood Knight.
Kyliska groaned and looked at her, pain and despair in her eyes so delicious to Seluna that her mask almost slipped. “S-seluna...w-what....they took...they took...” tears rolled down the knight's face as she cried bitterly, the weapon still stuck in her belly. The emotional pain of loss was worse than the actual wound, although it would be fatal in time.
Seluna gently ran a hand through Kyliska's hair, keeping her feelings of delight under tight control. “Hush now, don't try to speak. I will try and save you and get you to safety. I've managed to dispatch the cultists for now. Please Kyliska, just hold on a little longer....”
Kyliska's eyes closed, her choked sobs softening as the pain and devastating loss overwhelmed her. She passed into unconsciousness and left Seluna standing over her, grinning vilely.
“Yes, let me save you so that you can remember for the rest of your miserable life what it means to have the blood of a traitorous bitch in you. Let your memories haunt you and ride you, showing you how much of a failure you are to your homeland,” she hissed at the unconscious elf. “We can't let you die though, oh no, you've not had nearly enough time to suffer from this.”
Seluna began to sing, her prayer a beautiful, haunting melody that filled the clearing around her. Light built in her hand, and the priestess winced as it burned her flesh; it was always painful for her to handle the Light given her unnatural state, and this time it was doubly painful as the spell she was using was exceptionally powerful. With her free hand she yanked the blade from Kyliska's flesh, letting the life-stealing weapon fall to the ground. She reached out with her glowing hand, pressing it against Kyliska's wounds.
Nothing happened.
Seluna's eyes widened in shock and rage. Her singing faltered as whispers rose around her in the clearing; whispers she knew quite well.
“No Selun'athiel, my beloved. You cannot use the Light for such an end. She will pass on now, and rest in peace,” Tel'athar's voice seemed to come from all around her.
Seluna's rage was unmatched. She shook with it. Her fists came down and pounded on Kyliska's still form as she shrieked at the whispering air around her. The dead; her many victims from long ago, grew louder, more insistent with each pounding blow on the body of her victim. The dead, still body.
“I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE!” she yelled at nothing at all. Within her mind though, she knew the spirit of Tel'athar could hear her, would know the course she planned.
He whispered to her again, his voice otherworldly, “There is one way and one way alone that this will be allowed. The Knight's life will still have purpose, even after this. But you....you must come to understand what it is you have done. There is a price to be paid.”
Seluna's eyes narrowed and her voice came out in a deadly whisper. “I will have my revenge.”
She got no response, but the whispers died away to nothing, the feeling of their presence leaving her. She breathed a sigh of relief, preparing to cast her spell again when the pain hit her. She cried out, bending over in agony as it felt like hot knives were ripping through her again and again. Her mind felt the heavy weight of despair close in upon it, a desire to simply close her eyes and let it all go filling her. She felt every second of Kyliska's agony, her pain and despair over the loss of her child, the mental anguish she had inflicted on the Blood Knight, pain that wasn't hers.
Seluna staggered, leaning heavily against the altar, her breath coming in gasps. Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the stone and shook with the pain, wanting it to end and knowing it was the price she had to pay to use the Light in a manner that would inflict harm on another living thing. It was the price of being what she was, what her daughter and the bitch lying dead on the stone before her had allowed her to become.
Seluna's head snapped up, her face a mask of determination. An iron will that had kept her going for over two centuries, that had lead her through her own death and acceptance of her return in her unpure form burned within her. Her eyes blazed with the blue of the Quel'dorei, her spirit manifest in that moment more than it had ever been before. She reached out, laying a shaking hand on Kyliska's still form, her course set.
“So be it. I will have my revenge,” she said. She began to sing then. Each note held perfectly, each sound coming unerringly from the throat of an elf in the most extreme agonies, both mental and physical. Her desire, her desperate need to make Kyliska pay for the sins of her mother driving the song onward, forcing the Light to come to her call, to heal and restore the victim of her urges.
It came forth. It was begrudging, and the pain grew worse before the end, but the Light answered her call, falling down upon Kyliska in a cone of radiance that made Seluna's skin sizzle where it struck her. As the song ended, she withdrew her partially burned hand and waited, her prayers answered a moment later when Kyliska's chest heaved and breath came to her once again, her wounds slowly closing upon themselves.
As Kyliska's pain ended, so too did Seluna's, and she shivered with relief as the spell healed the burning agony she felt inside, the agony that Kyliska had felt. The priestess grinned, calling upon the shadows to aide her as she stood upright, wrapping the now-unconscious elf's body within her spells, lifting it and carrying it from that place.
It was time for Kyliska to go home, and think about the consequences of what it meant to be a lying half-breed bitch birthed by a traitor to Quel'Thalas.
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Seluna smiled as she stepped from the tent, high on the peaks of Thunderbluff. She had left Kyliska behind in the small structure there, sleeping fitfully beneath the skins. The tent belonged to Elunearia Moonblade, and the surprise that would await her when she returned was as delicious to Seluna as what she had done to Kyliska.
Let them all suffer together. Let them know the foolishness of their actions. They were all failures, and every single one of them would pay before the end.
She stood there for a moment, letting the winds of Mulgore wash over her. She was Selun'athiel Dayfire, Sorceress of Quel'Thalas, Mother of Biara Dayfire, beloved wife of Tel'athar Dayfire.
Scion and true ruler of House Dayfire. It was time for everyone to know this once and for all.
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