A Time for Everything......

[Merelan]

Keina:

"You cannot leave tioll she has this brew. Please. Cax already has the flowers, you have the rag. Moma knows what to do. I reached for the girls hand, feeling her pull away.
"I know you are frightened, wondering why you. It is your destiny. You were chosen, your creation put in motion centuries ago. It is not for us to question." Then I smiled, shaking my head. "That isn't true, it is for us to q

 

[Merelan]

Keina:

"You cannot leave tioll she has this brew. Please. Cax already has the flowers, you have the rag. Moma knows what to do. I reached for the girls hand, feeling her pull away.
"I know you are frightened, wondering why you. It is your destiny. You were chosen, your creation put in motion centuries ago. It is not for us to question." Then I smiled, shaking my head. "That isn't true, it is for us to question, but we still will do what we must. There isn't any other way. trust me." A wistful feelign past through me.

"Moma, have her hold the child, cuddle him. If he is dry now." Chuckling at my own ignorance. "He cannot reach through the child to her yet, for the child is still close to it's creator. He has Keina and Garder watching over him right now."
I sat, suddenly ehausted.

"He hasn't gone for long Devina, and he is angered beyond anything before. For a mere mortal fended him off, again. But you are not a mere mortal, are you? Gifted from the God's sicne you were born. Her protecter, even before you knew. Cax..." Holding out my hand, feeling weakened from holding them together here to listen, for they each wanted to flee, and he was trying to reach me. Feelign his hand on my shoulder, I drew strength from his healing power.
"Yes, Cax. I know." Then the baby fussed again drawing their attention to it.

 

[The GrandMage]

Devina Silas

Devina gritted his teeth, and turned away. His hand went to the familiar pouch, but found the rag not there. He paniced a moment, then remembered where he had moved it. He took it out, and looked silentlt at it for a long time. He looked up at them, his face twisted in rage. Destiny, it was bullshit. There was only what was, and he would make his own path.

His face softened to an emotionless mask as he looked at the woman he needed to protect, the blind woman, and then the third, Moma, was it? He slowly reached out after the child had been given away, and offered her the small bit of cloth.

"And it's not a rag, it's a memory. There is a difference."

Turning, he walked calmly out of the tent, looking up to watch the stars.

 

[Sweetp4u]

I reached for the girls hand, feeling her pull away. "I know you are frightened, wondering why you. It is your destiny. You were chosen, your creation put in motion centuries ago. It is not for us to question." Then I smiled, shaking my head. "That isn't true, it is for us to question, but we still will do what we must. There isn't any other way. trust me." A wistful feelign past through me.

She was speaking in riddles again, nothing she said seemed to make sense to me.
"This was destined?" I sat down by Keina's feet and sat in silence. Unsure what to do. "Why can't he just marry someone else, why me?" Hell why didn't some one just find him and kill him once and for all? This was confusing, and the whole 'body' thing Devina mentioned still made my skin crawl.
Apparently I was stuck here until something could be done to make sure this dark lord did not get me with child. Well that was easy enough, I wouldn't allow him to touch me!

 

[Zircon]

Cax

She was strong. And her strength laid in her will. Her frail body and lack of sight meant nothing. Only her strength and will to succeed in defeating the Dark Lord. Cax felt a slight shiver coursing through her body as he passed some of his will and healing force into Keina.

The delicate flower was soon separated from its stems. Cax handed the petals to Moma Nipsy after he had checked it for one last time that there were no seeds left.

‘The flowers need to be slowly boiled to release its secrets. Boiling it too fast and you’ll lose the potency. So, please be careful in watching the fire of the pot. There flower exudes no taste, so you made season the pot with some honey for taste.’

Looking at Keina, Cax wondered how the Higher Powers could have been so cruel in selecting this frail woman. She was beautiful. The babe lying asleep in her arms was a gift. A gift not to be shared by the original soul of this vessel.

‘And it's not a rag, it's a memory. There is a difference.’

And yet there they all were. A motley bunch, out to protect the world from destruction. The Gods were fickle but one could not fault Their desire to not see Their handiwork nullified.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Lady Katrina

The silence in here was getting to me, driving me insane and making me edgy. I was never very good at seriousness. Glancing around I excused myself, needing some fresh air.
Rising, I slowly made my way out of the tent and towards the fire pit. Being careful to be silent and not wake the sleeping babe. I still did not want that barbarian male around me, commanding me as if I was some servant.
Well wishers all of them were, wanting to save my worthless ass, but it still was hard to swallow. Like I would never be free of this shadow over my head. And I glanced around and noticed things. Tattered things, old and worn things. Things that needed fixed and replaced. And I was complaining like a spoiled child. It made me feel small.
These people did not have to help me, for I had nothing of value on me to gain their aid. They did it out of kindness and survival, making sure this dark lord did not procreate and unleash hell on earth. Well that was from what I gathered from their intensity in the conversations around me.
I wondered briefly how I would get this Dark Lord to drink this concoction once it was ready? Or was I to drink it? I should be asking questions, but prying was considered rude and ill mannered of me to question their judgement.
Sighing, i sat down and stared into the dancing flames, perhaps there was an answer out there. And hopefully it would not be riding off alone with that bossy goon.

 

[The GrandMage]

Devina Silas

He felt her moving, and sighed, as he walked out of the encampment. Once far enough away, he sat on a log, resting his head in his hands as he stared out into the night. Alone, he cried. So close, and yet so far. And even once he was dead, what would that gain Devina? It wouldn't bring his sister back.

Perhaps he was being to hard on the woman. He shook his head. He couldn't go soft. No, he had to watch this one like a hawk. Perhaps if he'd been more prepared, perhaps if he'd been less trusting, perhaps then his sister,...

He sighed again. She was dead. Nothing would change that. But he could protect this one, protect her from this threat. And he could kill him. And once the 'Dark Lord' was dead, no others would have to suffer from him. Then, perhaps, he could die in peace. He'd been fighting death for so long now, using every technique he knew to stop from aging. To keep him alive that much longer to move forward.

Move forward into hate. Hate was his sheild. With hate, he could look at the whole world as a threat. With hate, he didn't need to care, he didn't have to worry about others. He could march towards his own destruction at his own pace.

With hate,...he didn't lose the things he cared about,...

 

[Merelan]

Keina:

I flet a surge of power as he willingly helped me. Stronger, more able to cope. I silently thanked him. His voice, a whisper in my thoughts. Startled I was shocked.

He didn't even know did he? I trembled as I held my child, Keina's child. A silent prayer as I listened to them preparing the flower. Hearing the girl leave, and Devina following.

Dear Goddess, bless us this night. Help s with your guidance and strwnght. For I am weary and tired. May I find peace here? in this rough world? Is this, is he?

Afraid to answer my unspoken thoughts. Afraid to hear the bitter emptiness as I was taken again and tossed into the heavens. Condemened to ride where the Creators tossed me till I joined with my mate. For I had broken promises to them, in a time so long past it was no longer remembered. Barely even by me. In anger I had desecrated their temple, and was now their servant. Till the time when I met with him and made him love me. Was this another chance? There had been a few, but I was bitter, and inexperienced in loving., then.

Now, wiser? Well, more experiened. But surely not here on this primitive world.

"I am hungry, and we all must keep our strength up. is there anything I might do to help?"

 

[Zircon]

Cax

Cax ate for the second time that night in silence. The healing that was passed on to Keina tired him, and food, albeit briefly, could banish the tiredness. He had smelled her hair when he was close, and it smelled like his mother’s hair, when she had cradled him when he was small. The smell of flowers only brought back painful memories, some of which he could never share with anyone.

Cax spared a thought for both Devina and Lady Katrina. Both were nursing pain that could not be healed by any healer’s touch. Shaking his head imperceptibly, Cax was wondering why the Gods could inflict so much pain and yet declare Their love for us mortals. A game perhaps to Them, for are we merely pawns and playthings to Them?

He finished his filling stew rather quickly which bespoke of his hunger. Cax found his eyes returning to Keina, time and time again, for no apparent reason, except to see her pale and careworn face. He had wished to take that pain away, even for a while. But he also swiftly realized that it was impossible, for she was with a husband and her newborn babe. Cax could not take his attention away from her, even if he’d wanted too. But he rolled his eyes down just the same, in case someone mentioned the rudeness of his stares. The world was cruel, but all Cax could do was live in it until it was time to return to the Sacred Isle, the place where all Elves go after their time on earth has passed.

‘What do you require of me Lady Keina, for my services are yours?’

 

[The GrandMage]

Devina Silas

He stood up, and wiped his face clear. Summoning forth his power, he let it float above the palm of his hand, where it erupted with heat into a small ball of flame, the fire reaching up into the air. He sighed, and stared at the heat of the flames, hungry to consume. His hate was like that. It would consume him if he lived too much longer.

He'd been cheating death for so long. He still appeared so young, even though he'd been chasing the Dark one for so long. He extinguished the flow of power which kept the flame alive, watching as it ended, leaving nothing in it's wake. Anger was like that.

But before it, and he, died, he would consume that which had started his hate. And only when the Dark Lord was dead could he rest, could he feel sorry. He straightened himself tall, and sighed. Life was hard. But at the end was the promised rest of eternity. He stared ahead again.

"I'm sorry my sister, that I have been twisted such. But once my quest is over, and the rage has died, I will be myself again. Evil stalks the land, and spreads like a plague. But this infected creation of it shall strike back at the heart of it, and end it, for a time, at least."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Lady Katrina

Someone had handed me something to eat, I thanked then though i did not look up to see who it was. The fire held my attention mostly.
Sooner or later someone would inform me of what was needing to be done, and how I would assume to get it done. Troubled thoughts were at the top of my list.
I could go home to my Father and explain why I did not wish to marry this Lord, but with my father in debt and unable to afford to take care of all seven children, It was my duty to wed and bring in another income to the family. Since I was the oldest it was a requirement.
I felt like the world had been dumped on my shoulders and I was expected to hold it all up with grace of a lady as I was raised. I felt more like ranting and raving the unfairness of it all.
I heard the babe cry and then silence, he must be hungry or wet. Usually only why babies cried until they were older. I learned that from helping to raise my brothers and sisters.
An easy solution would be to wed someone and then be of no use to the Lord, but I did not love anyone, nor think a forced marriage would do either any good.
Thoughts kept tumbling one of the other until I was just too tired to care. I did not wish to sort it out, perhaps if I vanished all would be well? I stared down at the cold stew, my stomach not really hungry, but it was rude to not eat when they had so little. Getting up i walked to a shadowed corner and sat down to eat.
This mixture, whatever it was they were making, I would take it if it would end this. I come to the conclusion he needed me and only me for a reason or another. If I took it, granted no children ever, but the lord would no longer want me and set off in search of someone else to bear him children.
Leaving me and these people in peace. It made sense to me, but I was not good at seeing all out comes. I watched the others around the camp, gloomy and sad. All lost in their own thoughts of life and what may happen tomorrow.

 

[Merelan]

OOC Are we going to continue here? It is a hard thread we are doing, and maybe I am wrong, but it doesn't seem to be "gelling" like it should. Sometimes happens. If not, I understand, but if so....


Keina:

"Perhaps I should explain a few things. You know, I am a spirit in this woman's, Keina's, body. Her husband is gone, killed by the evil as he tried to protect this camp." Sipping at some water. "I have done this..." Sipping again. "for a long time, a long time. It is my task. To help Goddess keep the balance here in the mortal world. The balance between good and evil. Without one, the other cannot exist, but if one, either one, becomes to powerful, they both destroy the worlds and the immortal one becomes chaos." Wishing I could see their faces, I felt hot and flushed.

"Devina, he has fought before. he is all that keeps us safe right now. Lady Katrina," Pausing to get her attention.

"You must be so confused, wondering why you. Would it be easier to just die? Yes, for you. But you must live. it is you, because centuries, eons ago, you were chosen. events were set into place and you were started, your family picked and led together. if you have his child, he ins. And evil destroys all. oblivion reigns. But, you will have children, a love. But you must harness that strength inside you, the one that pulled you from your home and made you run.Brought you here. It won't be easy, or sure. But, no matter what happens, keep this in mind. the Goddess is watching you, and though she cannot interfere immediately, she has sent helpers, myself as one, to be here for you. We all are. we each have a role to play. including that babe. His purity will help protect you. Keina's spirit lives a little in him. She was a strong woman, even blind."

Silent I finished my water, wondering if they understood at all, and if I ever had.

 

[The GrandMage]

Devina Silas

OOC: .....Oh, It's okay. I just wish I knew where we were going. Not really sure on that, you know.

IC:

Devina stalked back into the camp. He stared around, and sighed. He went over, looking at the small group of people who knew what was happening.

"Are we going to get going, or just sit around and wait? I would prefer to fight on my own terms, and not the enemy's."

 

[Merelan]

Keina:

"If the brew is done we need to get going. Drink dear Katrina, and you will be safe, all of us, for another week or so. Please, if not for you, but for the babe he would slaughter helpless there in your arms."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Lady Katrina

At her words, and the pleading tones, I could not balk at this. The babe held in my arms, she mentioned, brought a tear to my eye and I nodded.
Too choked up to say anything, I took the offered mug and sniffed it. It did not smell, which was shocking. It looked thick and meady like in quality, I gulped down the lump in my throat.
It was now or never, it had to be this way.
I proped the baby with one arm and carefully made sure he wouldn't be dropped, then tipped the cup back.
Drinking the entire thing, I swallowed twice and it was gone. Shaking, I handed the baby over to moma nipsy and excused myself from the tent.
Walking as rapidly as my feet would carry me, I found a dark empty wagon and climbed inside. Trying to keep from sobbing at the hopelesness of this situation, and what the drink did to me.
I felt empty inside for the first time in my life, it was not pleasant at all.
Tears fell down my face, but I remained silent, hoping sleep would claim me soon and end this heartache.


ooc: I am bowng out, nothing is coming to mind for this thread. I am sorry but it's just lost me somewhere. Feel free to control my character in this thread. again sorry but it's lost in my mind.