Prophecy's Twilight: The Guardians #1

["Cilia" <cilia@xxxxx>]

Hiya

This is the third new story in the Prophecy's Twilight section of the Royalty/Two Worlds saga where Theris, that oh so cold and calculative, High elf from Two Worlds, gets her own storyline, but fear not there are some friendly faces around.

Catch you around

Cilia

 

Title: The Guardians

Book: Prophecy's Twilight

Chapter: High Elf’s Tale

Author: Cilia

Beta: Cheryl

Summary: After the events of Prophecy's Twilight Introduction Theris Forestwalker set out to seek aid for the coming war.

Setting a course for the Isle of Ages, she must come to terms with her separation and feelings for Angel, as well as facing her own past. But she will be joined by two allies

 

PROPHECY’S TWILIGHT: THE GUARDIANS

 

Chapter 1: High Elf’s Tale

 

Theris Forestwalker, High Elf Guardian and Hero of Necris, emerged in the small clearing not far from the city of Argon. She had told Cordelia Moonwalker, her fellow Guardian, that she was returning to the Isle of Ages to ask for help in the coming battle. Still she needed time to gather her thoughts and plan. The Council was many millenniaold and very set in its way, so it would take solid reasoning to bring them about.

 

She was born in a small village in the deepest heart of the Great Forest, where no mortal thing dared to walk. This was long before the humans arrived on the shores of the Land of Elves and the Unified Kingdom of Elves was still a millennia away, itsking barely a glimmer in his father’s eyes and its mage queen generations away in another world. There she had lived in a peace for close to two hundred years, that’s when the recruiters from the Guardians came, this was at the height of their power and glory, potential guardians were sought out before their powers manifested and trained.

 

She had left her forest village for the Isle of Ages to be trained in the arcane arts, combat and the history of the Guardians. In the process of all this she had found faith in the goddess of the Forest, become a Priestess against the orders of the Council that 'the Guardians must remain neutral',but she had always been a bit of a rebel.

 

Then had come the time for her to head out and hunt down her first primal that had gone over the edge. She had killed him of course, but he had been a young human boy, possessed with vast magical powers that the Council had deemed a threat. He had thought she was an angel when she arrived, she had been swift, but she remembered quite vividly even now centuries later throwing up after she had done the deed.  Upon her return to the Isle of Ages she had handed in her blade and returned to the homelands of the High Elves hidden from the eyes of mortals. There she had stayed until the war of unification, that brought together the common elves under one king, broke out. Opting to stay neutral she had watched from a distance.

 

She had intervened once though, saving the life of a young human mercenary name Al’x without his knowledge. Their paths would then cross later as shewas drawn back into the fray by the arrival of two women into the Realm; Joyce,her friend and sister in arms and Cordelia Moonwalker Guardian and high being. The events that followed had forced her to see the world for what it was and during her journeys with Al’x and his companions she had learned of what had become of the world she had left behind.

 

She did not like what she learned, for many generations the High Elves had tried to teach the younger species, but what she found was suspicion and hate, but now they were considered myths. The Guardians who had been a force for good and unity in their early days had become power hungry, amassing lands and wealth through the power they possessed. They were an empire now, owning lands in almost every kingdom in the known world. This erased her doubts about not notifying the council about Cordelia emerging as a Guardian.

 

Still it was at Necris that the most profound change in her long life came. She had given her life to defeat a black dragon, ready to die she lay in her own blood and waited for the Goddess of the Forest to come and claim her. But in her stead came a young man, an Angel that came and saved her. Merging into her and sustaining her they became one. So Liam entered her life in a spectacular way. Long accustomed to strange things she came to enjoy the constant company of her ethereal friend. Giving him up to assist Litni in her quest had been hard and it made her heart ache when she thought about him, perhaps it was love, it could never be, but she had hope.

 

There was a break in her train of thoughts as she sensed two beings moving through the forest towards her, not elf, but something akin and very familiar. She drew her crystal blade and waited, a fight would help to clear her mind and she was dwelling more on the past than the future. She merged into the green and out of sight. She watched as two beings entered the clearing. They were Drow, one a young woman, the other a male of perhaps a hundred years.

            “Theris we know you are here,” Tark said in his low and cold voice as he scanned the clearing with his red eyes. "General Tark Dragon, Leader of the Third House and adopted father to Litni Speed."

            “We want to help you, join you,” Tare, former barmaid at the Rose’s Honor current bodyguard to Tark. Litni’s friend and a person that wanted very little to do with war.

            “You sure about that?” Theris asked as she merged from the green. “The journey I’m taking will not be an easy one,” she explained.

            “It’s the best chance Litni has,” Tark said.

            “How do you deduce that general?” Theris asked sheathing her sword.

            “If she escapes and she will, she will seek you out through Angel’s suggestion,” Tark said. “Also I cannot let you go unprotected, too much hangs on your mission,” he added.

            “Shouldn’t you be leading armies instead of guarding messengers?” Theris asked.

            “One gets tired of setting young men to their deaths,” Tark said.

            “And you young Tare why do you want to join me?” Theris asked.

            “I… I want to help and I’m not a soldier,” Tare said.

            “Very well then you can come,” Theris said. “But remember that this mission has no guaranties and we won’t be welcomed warmly once we reach the Isle of Ages,” she added.

            “We understand the risk,” Tark said firmly.

            “Perhaps,” Theris said and drew her blade, she then cut the air and a rift into the sublime planes appeared. Tare’s eyes went wide, but Tark was as stoic as ever. Theris just smiled and offered her hands to them. “You coming?” she asked. Tare looked at Tark, who nodded and took her handand they both took Theris', then the trio stepped through the rift and into the unknown.

 

 

To be contiuned in Prophecy's Twilight: The Guardians #2