Post by Solestdthecurse on Apr 24, 2004 8:14:16 GMT
Just before Naphtali left Fredian, Segrunder bought a servent for his family. Her name was Tymera, a name I shall not forget...
Naphtali gave me the task of teaching her. She was a beutiful girl, I can't say that I wasn't somewhat attracted to her. I couldn't think of that, she was my pupil and Segrunder's property, so I started teaching her almost everythaing that I knew.
One day, I awoke in a temple just outside castille with little recolection of what had occured that day. There was a mark of Jothem burned into my chest and I was missing a finger on my right hand. The pain was horrible, and all I could remember of what had come to pass was the man who did this to me... Frost.
I was punished for letting myself get attacked by Frost. I vowed revenge on Frost for what he did to me.
I had little time to deal with Frost for one day Mala Mooncrow allied with Avair Maximus to recover Miria Mein's soul. There was a feirce battle in the middle of Whillem. We seemed to gain ground in the attack, but Naphtali in her new mortal form fell. Mala uncovered her body and ran away from the battle with the corpse thrown over her shoulder. She got away from us before we could find her. We discovered to our dismay that they knew where Miria's soul was, it was only a matter of time before they had that soul in their posesion. Soon after, Naphtali left this world.
After the loss of Naphtali, I returned to my duties of teaching, but something was different. I felt feelings my father had supressed in me years before come out in me when I looked apon Tymera's beutiful face. I yearned for her, but I couldn't say anythaing. For the first time in my life I felt fear from the feeling my brain kept giving me. I didn't want to let my goddess down with my pathetic feelings, but I could not stop them. I contimplated killing myself just so Naphtali could keep her trust in me. I couldn't bring myself to it, I was stronger than that to let myself die by my own hand.
Not long after Naphtali's death, she came to me in my dreames. She told me that Mala Mooncrow restrained me, and took me to her house. There she read my mind and found out our hole plot, even the location of Miria's soul. She also found the slight feeling I had toward Tymera, and she strengthened that feeling I had of her. Than she carved the symbol of Jothem on me and made me think that Frost had did this horrible deed to me. She changed they way I shall think forever.
Haveing knowledge of all of this I thought I could control it, and make me belive my own belifes again. But the next time I saw Tymera I still felt it in me. Love and compassion were new to me. I had no idea how to portray them, but I decided to give it at least one try...
Naphtali gave me the task of teaching her. She was a beutiful girl, I can't say that I wasn't somewhat attracted to her. I couldn't think of that, she was my pupil and Segrunder's property, so I started teaching her almost everythaing that I knew.
One day, I awoke in a temple just outside castille with little recolection of what had occured that day. There was a mark of Jothem burned into my chest and I was missing a finger on my right hand. The pain was horrible, and all I could remember of what had come to pass was the man who did this to me... Frost.
I was punished for letting myself get attacked by Frost. I vowed revenge on Frost for what he did to me.
I had little time to deal with Frost for one day Mala Mooncrow allied with Avair Maximus to recover Miria Mein's soul. There was a feirce battle in the middle of Whillem. We seemed to gain ground in the attack, but Naphtali in her new mortal form fell. Mala uncovered her body and ran away from the battle with the corpse thrown over her shoulder. She got away from us before we could find her. We discovered to our dismay that they knew where Miria's soul was, it was only a matter of time before they had that soul in their posesion. Soon after, Naphtali left this world.
After the loss of Naphtali, I returned to my duties of teaching, but something was different. I felt feelings my father had supressed in me years before come out in me when I looked apon Tymera's beutiful face. I yearned for her, but I couldn't say anythaing. For the first time in my life I felt fear from the feeling my brain kept giving me. I didn't want to let my goddess down with my pathetic feelings, but I could not stop them. I contimplated killing myself just so Naphtali could keep her trust in me. I couldn't bring myself to it, I was stronger than that to let myself die by my own hand.
Not long after Naphtali's death, she came to me in my dreames. She told me that Mala Mooncrow restrained me, and took me to her house. There she read my mind and found out our hole plot, even the location of Miria's soul. She also found the slight feeling I had toward Tymera, and she strengthened that feeling I had of her. Than she carved the symbol of Jothem on me and made me think that Frost had did this horrible deed to me. She changed they way I shall think forever.
Haveing knowledge of all of this I thought I could control it, and make me belive my own belifes again. But the next time I saw Tymera I still felt it in me. Love and compassion were new to me. I had no idea how to portray them, but I decided to give it at least one try...
