Fantasy Character Castle Chronicles n.2
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It wasn’t the man’s voice that stopped Eliane in her tracks. It was his eyes.
To her, they were layered with years past.
Even her brother hadn’t had eyes like that.
No, she hadn’t seen anyone at all with those eyes, not since. . .
Slowly, Eliane sheathed her dagger.
This man — Glenesh, he had called himself — was no ordinary human. And from that she gathered that his companion — Nadia, was it? — wasn’t either.
“May I ask your names?” Glenesh added calmly.
“Eliane a’Mylneth, last of the children of Alegrin and Illyara,” she responded coolly.
Hwæt! Wē Gār-Dena in geār-dagum, pēod-cyninga, prym gefrūnon, hū õā æpelingas ellen fremedon!
Elina had breathed a small sigh of relief when the girl sheathed her dagger, but she still was unsure. She had learned, many times over, that blind trust was a dangerous thing. It put you out in the open and just hoped that everyone else would be kind enough to respect that, instead of knocking you down at the first sight of something they disagreed with.
But, she was alone. She was alone and had no idea where she was or how she would get back home. And after all, there was always that small chance that the people wouldn’t knock her down. Maybe, just maybe, they would even help her up.
With that, she made up her mind.
“I am Elina–” She opened her mouth as if to say more, but then shut it.
Once the strange woman sheathed her weapon, Glenesh dipped his head – a simple motion he hoped would convey the intent of formality without risking the mistranslation of a more intricate gesture, “greetings, Eliane a’Mylneth, child of Alegrin and Illyara.” He then turned to the slight woman, who was clearly frightened, and gave her a small smile “and hello, Elina.”
Glenesh breathed deep, mustering his mind and presence before speaking, keeping his voice calm but resolved. “I know this situation is overwhelming for all of us, but if you will bear with me a moment, I can inform you of what little I know and what I can so far guess… and maybe even come to a few answers. Firstly, I do not mean you harm. Second, I do not believe either Nadia or myself are responsible for our arrival here. We are not natives of this place, only arriving moments ago, and judging from your demeanor, this is the same for you. Lastly, I do not think we hail from the same lands or even the same worlds. I am from a world known as Epoch, and I can tell that you are not… and I do not think any of us here recognize your kind, Eliane.”
Giving the weight of his words time to sink in, Glenesh waited a moment before continuing. “So, where does that leave us? Well, this place is by all appearances abandoned; there is no one or nothing from here to communicate purpose. But there very much is a purpose here, things of this magnitude cannot occur apart from divine design. Since this cannot occur outside of a purpose and each of us are here by design, and while I can see no compelling purpose in our location, I must conclude it exists within each of us: we are the purpose here. So, perhaps, by getting to know one another we may unravel this mystery…”
Again, Glenesh paused, sighing gently and softening his tone “and even if our purpose does lie in this location, I do not think we should explore it alone, and I would very much not like to explore it as strangers. But I understand that you are frightened, so if you ask it of me, I will be the first to share.”
@skylarynn @lonathecat @rebekah12
Hey all, I am wondering if my posts are going through/you can see them. The site has been going crazy the last little while and I don’t know what works and what doesn’t.
I see your posts.
Hwæt! Wē Gār-Dena in geār-dagum, pēod-cyninga, prym gefrūnon, hū õā æpelingas ellen fremedon!
Thank you 🙂
I can also see your posts. But I felt since I had just posted, better to let someone else go first. 🙂
Eliane felt her tenseness return at Glenesh’s words.
What was she doing?
Even the elves hadn’t known her true name. Well. . . most of them. Not that that really made a difference.
Humans thought that her kind was dead and gone. And it was best to keep it that way.
But then again, these ones weren’t of Alduria. Glenesh certainly wasn’t, at least.
Eliane took a step backward.
She had given them her birth-name, and the names of her parents. That in itself was tremendous. She wasn’t ready to trust these people with more. Not yet.
“My name and parentage is far more than any still living in my own world know. Just because I have done as I have does not mean that I trust you.”
Hwæt! Wē Gār-Dena in geār-dagum, pēod-cyninga, prym gefrūnon, hū õā æpelingas ellen fremedon!
Uhhhhhh hello??
Hwæt! Wē Gār-Dena in geār-dagum, pēod-cyninga, prym gefrūnon, hū õā æpelingas ellen fremedon!
Hey, I wanted to hear Lona and Sky’s response before continuing, and then life just got crazy for me. I am still invested though 🙂
Ok. That makes sense.
Hwæt! Wē Gār-Dena in geār-dagum, pēod-cyninga, prym gefrūnon, hū õā æpelingas ellen fremedon!
I’m sorry, I lost track of this for a bit and then I was too busy to write anything…
I’ll be sure to post this evening so we can keep going.
"Remember, you go nowhere by accident. Wherever you go, God is sending you." - Rev. Peter R. Hale
“My name and parentage is far more than any still living in my own world know. Just because I have done as I have does not mean that I trust you.”
“That’s understandable,” Nadia muttered, probably loud enough to be heard. Louder, she said “We should probably figure out what brought us all here. Some magic is my guess, but what purpose or intent I can’t fathom.”
"Remember, you go nowhere by accident. Wherever you go, God is sending you." - Rev. Peter R. Hale
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