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 Elen sila lumenn - Oria Background

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Oria - July 20, 2006 09:42 PM (GMT)
((Telling of Oria's history in snippets as it comes to me.))

Eyes cringing, she dug out another splinter from her hands. Why had she gripped the tree so tightly? After the past hundred years in these mountains, she thought she would know better. Alas, Oria could be dense.

The cedars and pines had strange barks in this land. Unlike the Ashenvale forest, these would dig into the flesh, leaving behind pieces that would puff the skin and sicken the person if left for too long. She had been sick many times by now, learning harshly about this wild land. Such adventures of folly would have never been an issue...if still near Forestsong.

Closing her eyes, she dropped her hands. Tears were down her bare cheeks without warning. They were gone. The horror of it was still too close and raw. Pulling on her long green locks, most of it an absolute mess, the rest hastily braided as it grew out, she wished fervently for their return. She smudged at her face, wishing her father was near, her brother teasing her. Even the scolding of her mother.

A soft flutter of leaf nearby caused her to leap many feet away, eyes wild, dagger held high. She breathed quick between teeth, in a moment more, Oria was gone. The trees and leaves of the forest swallowed her passing.

Dorelin sighed. He thought he had been silent. The movement was featherlight at best. The lord of Brightmoon has paid him well to find the girl. It would take another decade to track her down. He would come close, then something would send her away. This hunt was difficult, annoying, and starting to press upon his patience. After five tries and fifty years, he was done with it. This Janlith would have to find his own way. Closing a small journal of notes, he gathered what little he had to return to the lord.

Oria - July 20, 2006 09:44 PM (GMT)
Galaad moved on dainty hooves, breathing slow and deep of the world. Her time in the barrow den was complete for now, giving her a chance to walk in the sun, enjoy a tale or song by the waters of the lakes, or even-- Hands wrapped around her small waist, face burying into her shoulder.

Oria had returned. How long it had been since she left, Galaad could not say. Smiling softly, cooing to the girl, she embraced her softly. "Oria, Little Bird, why are you shaking so?"

The whisper was harsh that traveled through her hair, setting the butterflies to flutter away. "I was hunted, Galaad... someone was...in the woods!"

The dryad leaned her cheek against Oria's head. "Of course, little one. The world misses you and this place. There will be a time when they come. Shall you run to the edge of the world?"

The chuckle made Oria's cheeks burn. She felt foolish and weak, rubbing again with grumbby hands at her face. Taking hold of the girl, Galaad led her down and away to the lakeshore. Shaking her head, she unbound the tattered clothing, pulling apart the braids. "Into the water, urchin. Wash clean and we speak hmm? I shall return with clothing, food, and a brush!"

Oria sighed and moved into the water as she was told. Diving deep, she sought the bottom, letting her tears join the spring waters. No one would judge her here. And only the dryads and keepers would come across her. Holding her breath until she could no more, Oria explored the world of the pond, the fish and plants, roots of the trees, stones of the earth. Surfacing slowly, the dryad was still no where to be seen.

Rising and settling in a grassy grotto, hidden from sight, she laid on her side. Pulling her legs up close, she watched fish rise to the air, birds diving upon them. Song filled the air, the warmth of sun on her skin. Drowsy, she slowly fell to slumber. Time passed as something warm neared. It curled close and covered her as a blanket. Smiling, Oria knew it must be Galaad, throwing her arm over her friend.

That was when the soft nervous cry reached her ears. Oria's eyes flew open, fear burning deep, and a large scratchy tongue licked her face.

A spotted nightsaber, young and softly furred gazed at the elf. They blinked at each other a long time. Galaad worried, pulling forth pipes to play a song to lure the cat away, but the claws did not dig into the girl. The cat it seemed was content with a new friend.

The dryad smiled slowly watching the two simply stare and at each other. Moving closer, she settled on her haunches. Taking forth a brush, she began tending the girl.

"She is lonely I think, Galaad." Oria's voice was small as she brushed her hands through the dark fur.

"Why do you think that?"

"I..." She tilted her head slowly, looking into the cat's eyes. "I don't know."

Leaning her head on Oria's shoulder, Galaad whispered. "Then maybe you should learn why. It would help you understand. Perhaps she understands you? After all the terror of what came to pass, and the rising of these mountains, maybe she is as lost as you?"

Humming softly, the dryad kept them both calm as they started to learn...how to speak again.
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