Lady_Rowenna
Really Experienced
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- Apr 16, 2011
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Elena had been travelling for years now, never staying anywhere for more than a couple of months out of fear for being caught. As an apostate, she didnt have much of a chance but be on a constant run from the templars. She had no intention of ending uo locked in the Mage Tower on Lake Calenhad, spending all her life as a prisoner under the watchful eye of the templars. And she certainly didnt need to be taught any magic. She had learned plenty herself, knowing how to defend herself in times of need and how to keep her powers hidden. The only thing that truly marked her as a mage in the first place was the long white wooden staff that she carried around on her travels.
Elena was now 21 years old and had been running since she was 16. The lands of Ferelden were no mystery to her anymore and she had even visited Orlais a few times.
At the moment she was staying in a cave up north, close to Highever. She had passed through a couple of noble estates on her way, but had quickly changed her path to move through the woods where it was safer. While there were wild beasts there, Elena would rather face some hungry wolves than mage hunters.
She stopped by the stream and placed her staff on the grown. Then she took off her worn and dirty clothes. They were nothing special at all and of poor quality. Just a simple cloak, a dark green tunic and black trousers along with some comfortable boots. The belt she wore she had stolen off a marketplace along with the backpack that held her few belonging. She shed all her clothes aside however and untied her long fire red hair from her ponytail, letting it cascade down to the middle of her back.
Completely nude she stepped into the water, letting out a relieved sigh as the coolness enfolded her. It was summer and it was hot, which is why the quick bath in the stream was more the welcome.
Elena leaned back and closed her eyes. She felt no shame in displaying her naked body so openly to the world. Her kin was fair and her body nicely shaped with curves in all the right places. Her breasts were round and firm and certainly more than a handful. But there was no fear of being seen as surely there was nobody that deep in the woods. Elena didnt know how wrong she was.
Elena was now 21 years old and had been running since she was 16. The lands of Ferelden were no mystery to her anymore and she had even visited Orlais a few times.
At the moment she was staying in a cave up north, close to Highever. She had passed through a couple of noble estates on her way, but had quickly changed her path to move through the woods where it was safer. While there were wild beasts there, Elena would rather face some hungry wolves than mage hunters.
She stopped by the stream and placed her staff on the grown. Then she took off her worn and dirty clothes. They were nothing special at all and of poor quality. Just a simple cloak, a dark green tunic and black trousers along with some comfortable boots. The belt she wore she had stolen off a marketplace along with the backpack that held her few belonging. She shed all her clothes aside however and untied her long fire red hair from her ponytail, letting it cascade down to the middle of her back.
Completely nude she stepped into the water, letting out a relieved sigh as the coolness enfolded her. It was summer and it was hot, which is why the quick bath in the stream was more the welcome.
Elena leaned back and closed her eyes. She felt no shame in displaying her naked body so openly to the world. Her kin was fair and her body nicely shaped with curves in all the right places. Her breasts were round and firm and certainly more than a handful. But there was no fear of being seen as surely there was nobody that deep in the woods. Elena didnt know how wrong she was.