Pylith

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Its the middle of the night and the crickets sing their song to the full moon. In a tent just outside the edges of norwick next to the guard gates Pylith sleeps slumberly. Every once and awhile she tosses and turns as images of her past life cross her mind.They are almost like haunting nightmares.Her eyes flutter as a memory becomes vivid and clear to her in her sleep.

Pylith, is a vibrant blue skin tone, dark blue hair child running through fields with five of her nine brothers. She is no taller than 5'3" and the young age of 100. She giggles as they try to tackle her to tickle her. Then turns to chase after them. They are a a farm where she has been raised all her life. She is safe and happy. Not a care in the world. She has big dreams of growing up and becoming a ranger just like all her brothers have been training to do.

A Smile comes to Pyliths face as she rolls over in her sleep. She starts to mumble to herself outloud. She is now standing on a speaking rock infront of a familiar faces and strange new ones.The memory of these words trace past her mind. "I am a sister of the wild, The sky shall be my roof." She is proud to be there. She imagions she is pointing up to the sky with both hands, as her words continue on. "The ground my bed on which I sleep." She now visions herself pointing to the ground with both hands then with opens them wide and says. "The woods, mountains, valleys, and plains will be my home. The wildlife my family." She dreams her hands are now pressed againist her heart as she speaks. "All these things I will defend with my life. I will vigilantly protect these things from those that would harm it." her mumbles become louder as almost she is speaking to someone in her sleep. "Any who do not disrupt the harmony of nature I will protect from harm.These things I swear for I Am a Ranger, Wolf of Norwick."She continues to dream walking by Big Six a wolf she once loved very much and pets him.

Pylith voice fades as she stops mumbling. Her eyes now become tight and her body becomes tense. Her mind has taken her in a cage hanging 2 feet off the ground in a musky cave. Her once blue vibrant coloring has faded away to a faded lifeless yellow. Her hair now stark white from fear. Her body has not been exposed to true light in many moons. She has been beaten and tortured day in and day out.She is the pet of a orc named Crashums. She is dragged in and out of her prison of a cage and tossed around like a rag doll. Frighten to get beaten she eats charded dog legs.

Tears form from the sleeping elves eyes and roll down her cheeks. Her eyes begin to flutter as her dreamworld becomes more real to her.This time she is now enraged by a rat. She shouting in elven to the rat to bring back a bone. Before she can finish her sentence her cage falls to the ground spliting the hendge at the bottom. Pylith jumps for joy and chases after the rat shouting in a mixer of Orc and Elven words. The rat scampers into a hole in the wall and makes his exit leaving his stolen bone behind. Pylith scoops up this bone and begins to naw on it. Its dry, dusty, dirty exterior has a fawl smell and nasty. the meat from it has been long gone eaten away by ants. Pylith frowns in disaproval and wonders off down the cavern halls looking for somthing to eat.

Laughter bursts from Pylith as her eyes relax. Tears stop rolling down her cheeks and she begins to snore. She is still as pale as she was in her dreams and naked except for her bright white fake wings tied around her neck. The smell of Gobby Goop Soup stains her breathe as she exhales. A huge sack of "found items is tucked under her arm." she sleeps peacfully in the tent she has claimed as hers, under the watchful eyes of the guards guarding the gates just south of the city.