36 years ago in Morell
"MARIAYNNE!"
The elven lass jerked up out of her lover's arms turning red. "I have to go. He is furious." She could feel his blue eyes on her as she quickly fixed her long dark curls, her face flushing.
"MARIAYNNE! IF I CATCH YOU WITH THAT GOOD FER NOTHING ROGUE!"
"Yer da don't scare me, ya know, Mari my luv." His eyes twinkled.
"If he knew what we been up to, he'd scare you good and plenty. He'd make you marry me." She hid the longing in her eyes knowing that he was not one who wished to be tied down.
"He'd have to catch me first." The rogue quickly stole another kiss before vaulting out the open window, right before the door crashed open revealing the lass' father.
"Girl, I keep telling you...the only thing that boy will give you is a broken heart and a babe in your belly."
Two days later
The priestess looked at the young girl and smiled. "You are not ill my dear, you are with child."
Mariaynne walked out of the temple in a daze, her mind reeling, her shame choking her. Her lover would assume she did this on purpose to trap him. Her father...her father would never forgive her. What was she going to do? Her eyes darted about like a hunted animal's, her hand protectively over her belly. She would do the only thing she could do...run.
2 weeks ago
"Mamma, where we goin?"
"A place called Daris, sweeting." Mariaynne smiled at her precious girl sadly. There wasn't much time she knew. She was fading and fading quickly,. and all these years she thought it was a story. But one can die of a broken heart...her father did, and now so was she.
"Mamma, whatcha writin?" The wee lass stood on tip toe to peer at the paper her mother was writing on. The bright blue eyes, so much like her father's were narrowed in concentration.
"It is a letter to a very special man, sweeting...and if anything should happen to me, you just ask someone to take you to the man whose name is written here. He now resides in a place North of here called Daris...can you remember that?" Please let me live long enough to find him...please gods that is all I ask. The elf prayed as she slowly wrote the letter.
My dearest lover,
I am so sorry for what I have done.I can only hope you will find it in your heart to forgive me. I was a coward and I
have wronged you greatly. For so many years ago when I left you, I bore you a daughter. Please take care of her,
and remember me with fondness, for I never stopped loving you.
Mariaynne
The beautiful elf folded the letter and showed it to her child. "Myriah, if anything happens to mamma, you take this letter North...mamma taught you how to find North remember?" She gazed at her child worriedly.
"North...follow the brightest star.Right mamma?" She pushed dark curls from her eyes and wrinkled her nose. "But what will happen to you mamma?"
"Nothing,sweeting. Everything will be fine."
Five days ago
Myriah snuggled against her mother's still form and waited for the sun to rise. She hated the dark, and she was so cold. But the child knew her mother needed rest, so she stay still, being a good little girl. When the sun lit the sky, she turned to her side and petted her mother's cheek, frowning because it was so cold. "Mamma?...mamma?
The child now shook her mother's still form, "Mamma wake up! Mamma...stop it. I do not like this game!"
Tears welled in the child's eyes. She knew what dead was...she had seen a dead cat once. "No mamma, I don't want you to be deaded." Sobs shook her small form and for hours she did nothing but sit and watch over her mother.
Take the letter North, Myriah.
In shock, the child dug the letter from her mother's pack, and looked around until she found the landmark her mother had pointed out as North the day before. "I love you, Mamma" She kissed her mother cheek and slowly walked toward the place her mother called Daris. In her hand was the letter, and on the letter was written a name...Azrael Snapwyre.
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Tbeen about almost a century ago, when two o' them kid been born in a same street around there in Morell. They both been born from elven parent, a dad, a mom, ya know, all good an' all. One o' them had a da' who had a bar. The other had a da' who actually had shite. But he were workin' in some guild, bit of a shady character, so they say.
The kid with the da' with the bar, were a gall. Name's Mariaynne. She were havin' the mos' beautiful dark curl, hellish blue eye, an' those cute lil' cheek when she were smilin' like tha'. If ya were lookin' at her, ya coulda sworn ya were lookin' in the eyes of an angel, as beautiful as she were, eh.
The other, eh. That were me, figure. Weren't quite as special, really. But for me red hair an' me blue eyes. I dunno, she never found that odd tho'. One of those day, think it were about the time we first went to school. I remember walkin' down the street, an' there she were, standing on the other side. There were carriages an' people an' all walking past, but eh, dinna see them no more. As young as I were, I wannit to meet that lil' girl on the other side o' the street. 'Cause damn, those marbles were lookin' damn fine I tell ya, heheh.
Soooo, from one thing came another, we shared some plays an' whatnot. We formed a team a'rite. It were Mariaynne an' Az, who were always playin' together. I dunno, somehow we just got along rite, ya know. Like it should be, figure...
Then, one day, me dad came home from whatever he'd went to, eh. He tol' me, Az me boy, ya gonna quit school today. Ya gonna learn a profession, an' ya gonna learn a dayum fine one, too. Yeah, well, what were I supposed to do, I weren't even a fifty years ol' ya know?
I quit me school. Mariaynne still lived across the street. But she were in school when I were asleep in daytime, an' when i were learning to be a thief an' later a true vagabond, well... she were sleeping, as it were nite.
I learned to move in the dark shadows. An' me shadows were dark a'rite, certainly the first few month. I missed her, like I woulda missed me own damn heart, but eh, counna do shite figure. Me ol' man wannit me to learn to be a thief an' so I became. Years went by an' from a youngster thief I slowly graduated earning the title of Master. Master Snapwyre.
Mariaynne, she learned too. She learned to count an' read an' how she could persuade men to buy more ale in her fathers bar, while shaking her boobs in their faces and rubbing her arse so they'd want more. The poor lass, well.. She were doin' a fine job at it too. Her ol' man, now he's what I were calling a bastard, really. Some woulda said he were carin' about his own dauter, but heh.. well.. maybe I just saw it wrong, at that time. Figure.
Anyhoot.
Figure it were when I were about eity or eityfive years of age. Me and me mate, we were gonna go out that nite. The boys were all in town an' we were gonna go cause some trouble, heh. It always been like that an' we figured it were always gonna stay like that too. Some of them were in me guild, others weren't but were gonna join later. An' again others were gonna die later, but that's a whole other story, eh.
We were gonna go out. I dunna know why that nite we were gonna go out to that specific bar, really. An' I dunna know why Mariaynne were working that nite either. But me guess it were fate. It only took me one glance, with me a'ready blinding eyes back then, to recognise those eyes. A playful glint played innem as she glanced back in mine. I remember how she opened her mouth to say some, but the word dinna come out. Instead, she lay her hand on me arm, pull me into the best hug I ever had, heh.
She were me first love, a'rite. It were difficult when I heard from her da' that I bloody chased her off like that, figure. He never liked me before, figure I were a thief, an' ya dunna wanna have ya dauter hooking up with a thief, rite? Well, I dinna believe it; she were Mariaynne. I loved 'er, she loved me. We were gonna be happy together at one point, I wannet to marry her. Someday. When we were both older, an' more grown an' all.
Figure I scared 'er off, really.. Figure she thoute I dinna like her like that, heh. Maybe it were the fact I always were yelling so loudly I'd never get married. An' that her dad would have to catch me, strap me up to the chair an' poison me to say I do, before I'd marry a chick like that, heh.
But I woulda wished she had tol' me about the kid she were carrying. I'd taken good care o' her, ya know. Like we used to tell eachother when we were a kid, heh. We used to say to eachother, Az, or Mariaynne, depend who were talking, I'm gonna make sure ya ain't gonna loose ya marbles.
It funny tho'. After all those tirtyfive year, now that she gone and buried by the grace o' mother nature herself.. now she preventing me from loosing me marbles, still. By giving me a lovely, beautiful dauter an' a new reason to live..
I'll never forget ya Mariaynne. Kiss.
The kid with the da' with the bar, were a gall. Name's Mariaynne. She were havin' the mos' beautiful dark curl, hellish blue eye, an' those cute lil' cheek when she were smilin' like tha'. If ya were lookin' at her, ya coulda sworn ya were lookin' in the eyes of an angel, as beautiful as she were, eh.
The other, eh. That were me, figure. Weren't quite as special, really. But for me red hair an' me blue eyes. I dunno, she never found that odd tho'. One of those day, think it were about the time we first went to school. I remember walkin' down the street, an' there she were, standing on the other side. There were carriages an' people an' all walking past, but eh, dinna see them no more. As young as I were, I wannit to meet that lil' girl on the other side o' the street. 'Cause damn, those marbles were lookin' damn fine I tell ya, heheh.
Soooo, from one thing came another, we shared some plays an' whatnot. We formed a team a'rite. It were Mariaynne an' Az, who were always playin' together. I dunno, somehow we just got along rite, ya know. Like it should be, figure...
Then, one day, me dad came home from whatever he'd went to, eh. He tol' me, Az me boy, ya gonna quit school today. Ya gonna learn a profession, an' ya gonna learn a dayum fine one, too. Yeah, well, what were I supposed to do, I weren't even a fifty years ol' ya know?
I quit me school. Mariaynne still lived across the street. But she were in school when I were asleep in daytime, an' when i were learning to be a thief an' later a true vagabond, well... she were sleeping, as it were nite.
I learned to move in the dark shadows. An' me shadows were dark a'rite, certainly the first few month. I missed her, like I woulda missed me own damn heart, but eh, counna do shite figure. Me ol' man wannit me to learn to be a thief an' so I became. Years went by an' from a youngster thief I slowly graduated earning the title of Master. Master Snapwyre.
Mariaynne, she learned too. She learned to count an' read an' how she could persuade men to buy more ale in her fathers bar, while shaking her boobs in their faces and rubbing her arse so they'd want more. The poor lass, well.. She were doin' a fine job at it too. Her ol' man, now he's what I were calling a bastard, really. Some woulda said he were carin' about his own dauter, but heh.. well.. maybe I just saw it wrong, at that time. Figure.
Anyhoot.
Figure it were when I were about eity or eityfive years of age. Me and me mate, we were gonna go out that nite. The boys were all in town an' we were gonna go cause some trouble, heh. It always been like that an' we figured it were always gonna stay like that too. Some of them were in me guild, others weren't but were gonna join later. An' again others were gonna die later, but that's a whole other story, eh.
We were gonna go out. I dunna know why that nite we were gonna go out to that specific bar, really. An' I dunna know why Mariaynne were working that nite either. But me guess it were fate. It only took me one glance, with me a'ready blinding eyes back then, to recognise those eyes. A playful glint played innem as she glanced back in mine. I remember how she opened her mouth to say some, but the word dinna come out. Instead, she lay her hand on me arm, pull me into the best hug I ever had, heh.
She were me first love, a'rite. It were difficult when I heard from her da' that I bloody chased her off like that, figure. He never liked me before, figure I were a thief, an' ya dunna wanna have ya dauter hooking up with a thief, rite? Well, I dinna believe it; she were Mariaynne. I loved 'er, she loved me. We were gonna be happy together at one point, I wannet to marry her. Someday. When we were both older, an' more grown an' all.
Figure I scared 'er off, really.. Figure she thoute I dinna like her like that, heh. Maybe it were the fact I always were yelling so loudly I'd never get married. An' that her dad would have to catch me, strap me up to the chair an' poison me to say I do, before I'd marry a chick like that, heh.
But I woulda wished she had tol' me about the kid she were carrying. I'd taken good care o' her, ya know. Like we used to tell eachother when we were a kid, heh. We used to say to eachother, Az, or Mariaynne, depend who were talking, I'm gonna make sure ya ain't gonna loose ya marbles.
It funny tho'. After all those tirtyfive year, now that she gone and buried by the grace o' mother nature herself.. now she preventing me from loosing me marbles, still. By giving me a lovely, beautiful dauter an' a new reason to live..
I'll never forget ya Mariaynne. Kiss.
Kell Dy'ner, Archcriminal of Daris