3. Elven prince - Fey of shadows

Elven prince - Fey of shadows


  • _I'm not sure what title I like more.. so I'll use them both. If anything they're both interesting. One I'm not at all, and the other.. time will tell. My name is Enyrion. But most here know me as Thorn. Its a simple name, not complicated and is spoken easily. The dwarf who gave it to me thought it suited me perfectly for my annoying habbits.

    Recently, I went with a group of people into a crypt. Despite not being an incredibly strong and skilled elven warrior, I was nominated to take the lead, and be the only person of the front line. I had my sheild.. I had a morningstar, which.. was suposed to do well against mummies. A good note to keep, they do not work as well as you would think. Oh, and I also had the magical spells of others to help me.

    The battle went rather well, despite how useless the morning star was, a few mummies were brought down, mostly by magic, and I had thought, that we would be fine. Untill of course, a strange mummy ripped my soul from my body.

    Another good note. Avoid mummies with strange hats.

    It has been a few days since that, and I still feel as if my soul has been put back on backwords. So here I sit, at home in the den, resting back against the stone tree at the campfire circle. My sheild has been put away, I'll not be needing it anymore.

    A good history, this tree has. This den as well.. according to everyone that lives here, its visited by a goddess. I'm probably the only one living here who has not seen her. Though, I do get to enjoy the company of a purple elven goddess often enough, so I really can't complain.

    It's nice, this new book, I normally talk to myself these days, verbalize my thoughts, so.. they would make some bit of sense. But writing them down, it may come in handy. A new book, a fresh start, pages to fill with stories of a lifetime.

    Also, Norwick seems doomed once again.

    Norwick is a town north of the rawlinswoods. Its a farm town mostly, that started as a barbarian town. Its grown in my time here, grown large, been destroyed, moved and rebuilt. But yet, the town itself has never changed, and neither have its people. They are strong, bullheaded sometimes, and will fight to their last breath to defend their walls. Norwick is constantly under attack by something, that I've accepted, it will never change. If there is something out there that we can make angry in some way, we will do it.

    Currently, we face a threat from a bugbear warlord named Ostromog. He has united the bugbears of the rawlins, and attacks us constantly. I fear if we do not do something soon, norwick will be taken once more. I'm not worried about the town being destroyed, as Ostromog calls himself the Lord Mayor of Norwick. A title that the ex-chancellor Dwin is most likely jealous he did not think of first. Ostromog wants to rule Norwick, a horrible thought, but that is his plan. I sent him a fruit basket many days ago. I can only hope it reached his door.

    Thats enough for today.. It's time to go pester my bard-girl._


  • _Things have calmed for the most part. The bugbears have just, stopped attacking. Why I'm not sure, though we should be taking this time to build up what defences we can.. But getting norwicks officials to actually do anything is like trying to cause a rock to bleed.

    Its pathetic, when they say it would cost three million gold to build stone walls. When I've seen a fortress go up for cheaper. It is their choice though. So lets let them make it, and see what the outcome will be.

    The succubus has either been killed, or lost interest. I'm hoping the former, but the latter will also be acceptable.

    My time these past few days have been spent trying to help a young elven woman named Dark. She has a troubled history, and shes been through much.. too much for one so young. I've done what I could for her.. even getting rid of that shadow that had been tormenting her for years. With Fadias help, we've even healed the damage thats been done to her. It felt good to see the smile on her face, the glimmer in her eyes when it was done, to see her happy. She still hides behind a hood and a mask. But I believe that will change, and for the better.

    We already have one Yngdir.

    Yngdir is.. a distant, cold.. and seemingly uncaring elf. Ever since my return to these lands he has always tried to challenge me in archery. Even going to the point of just dropping out when and if he lost to me. Telling the judges.. "I was only here to challenge Thorn" Its an honor, to be held in regard as a rival like that. But still, he hardly speaks, and never opens up.. I can't even remember a time when we've had a decent conversation of more than a few words between us. He is silent, but when he speaks he speaks his mind, and it often comes across as harsh, or blunt. He's deffinately a character, our old Ying-Ding.

    Another I find myself spending time with, which suprises me, is Eluriel. Our blue elven beauty. She is fun, there is no better word to describe her than that. But not many understand how she plays, or can even keep up when she does. I do my best, and I've managed to not only keep up, but to add to her play, and confuse most everyone else watching. We jokingly call each other family titles, such as uncle, aunt.. dearest mother, son, great grandmother. Mainly to break away from the elves that call each other 'brother' or 'sister' all the time. Its very formal true.. but, its never sat well with me.

    I did miss my chance though! After an odd game of.. teaching Eluriel how to walk, with word for word instruction that she followed exactly(Its more difficult than you would think) She was acting as a pet, a good Eluriel, and expecting a pat. I didn't know what to do. Other than her hands, and rarely them, she is not one for physical contact. She never has been, even though I've known her for years. You see, as a pup, she was what every young scout wanted to be. Stealthy, skilled in combat, capable in almost everything, even to this day she is much better than I am. And has confidence like no other. She was also the one that made every scout to be's heart skip a beat when she walked by and it turns out, I'm far from the only one that thinks so. But I'll not write down names.. that would be telling.

    Currently.. I'm sitting in my office as I write this. With my assistant Belinda giving me a horrible look. Paperwork has piled up due to the bugbears.. people need promotions. And someone put a lock on one of the lockers that no one has a key to.. I'm pretty sure Belinda blames me. Though to be honest, this was not a prank of mine(unfortunatey)_


  • _The gates of Norwick continue to get attacked, by all manner of things. Portals are popping open recently from other planes.. a vortex of sorts, bringing.. everything. Traps, big bears, and demons.

    I half wonder if the vortex are the cause of the snow.. maybe we're stuck in some large one thats causing it. Bringing the snow and the cold through, and dumping it on us. Its possible I guess.

    This latest trouble.. had just Fadia and myself atop the hillside behind the grapevine inn. We were talking this time, just talking. When a vortex brought a succubus into our sight. I knew it was going to happen.. I was hit with a mind spell, and the next I feel is a demon tongue in my mouth with her hand on my crotch..

    Succubi are a weird demon. When they have you under their controll its as if lust itself becomes your primary thought, your focus. And they use this to their advantage. Most of what happened is still in a fog, but I felt completely.. drained when I came to my senses. I was hardly even hurt, though.. Fadia had been clawed very badly and left for dead.

    Shes resting now, and so here I sit at home watching over her, and mostly hiding. I'll just have to keep watch over the skies for the next few days.._


  • _Bard-girl is Val, shes one of the most talented bardesses in the land. And currently one of the heads of the bardic college. I found her and Albryanna speaking with Cecil in Peltarch. Silently whispering about everything thats been going on. Cecil went back to Norwick, returning to his post. Leaving me, to become Vals seat and pillow for the next couple of hours. It was nice, just being lazy with her while the three of us talked about Norwick and its plans for survival. I'm not sure what Val does with her hair, but it smelled incredible, a scent that could make time stop.. or maybe I'm exagerating..

    Either way, shes offered Fadia and myself a suite in the college, should worse come to worse in Norwick. And with things being as they are.. I may take her up on that offer.

    Things are well now, I took Victoria out into the woods for a game of hide&seek to see if she has any abilities sneaking. She.. doesn't. She tries though, and I love watching people try, but its hard to keep long golden hair from being seen. I'm not sure why she has attracted the attention of the others. Though she has been nothing but kind to me.

    I'm at the gates now watching everyone gathered at the fire. Gwen and Victoria are snuggled up with each other, with Raryldor sitting close by. I'm not sure what was wrong with him the other day, but he was constantly throwing nuts at Vic. Some of them seemed pretty hard. I blocked what I could and she eventually just stayed hidden behind me. Sometimes, for an elder, I can't understand Raryldor at all.

    And.. another elf calling him high priest asked if he was busy. Only after the elf left alone did Raryldor stand up to go help.. taking, Victoria, Gwen, and Chea with him. Leaving me with no one but Corwin.

    Corwin is.. an odd young man. And he sometimes speaks with poison on his tongue. Deep down I think he hates me. But thats to be expected, he has a lot of his father in him, a man that I never saw eye to eye with.

    The glare he gives me reminds me so much of his father, though apparently he hates the old captain. He's.. a very niave young man, with the arrogance to think himself higher than most, being a mageling. He's bright this is true, in the ways of magic, but as far as life, he has so much more to learn.

    But then again, don't we all?

    I've sat around long enough, time to see what there is to see._