DivZ3r0
03-17-2003, 08:08 PM
My story, it all began thousands of years ago, even before the moon was broken, before the great wizards of fortune defeated the mighty demon.
It was a beautiful summers day, the bird were singing the wind blew softly on your skin, it was refreshing, but nor cold, and the weather, there was no cloud in the sky, it was warm but not hot.
There deep in the forest was a young elf man hunting dears, he had a standard bow and went to his regular hunting spot; an open place with a little pond, light green short grass and little green flowers. This was where the dears came to drink and rest, but only today there was something different. When he arrived at this magical place, there was only one young dear, with nice little white dots on his fur. But the was something else it was so beautiful, so beautiful it cant be described. There was a beautiful elfette, sitting at the pond. Just sitting there, enjoying the fresh air, the soft breeze and the flowers. For one moment or maybe two his hearth stopped while looking at her. Then she looked at me and he drowned in her beautiful eyes, never wanting this moment to stop.
Then she said, come further stranger, with her soft voice. I walked towards her, hesitated a second, and continued. Finally he was there, he had nothing to say, neither did she. He sad down. They looked at each other and then at the water, where the young dear was still drinking.
Hours past, without saying a word, fully understanding each other and enjoying the peace and the songs of the birds.
About a year later in a nice small elven settlement you could hear the cry of a baby. That baby was me. I was given the name of Elessar Amandil. I grew up with my mom and dad. My mother was mastering the powers of natural magic, and my dad, mastered the bow. By the time I was 7 he had made a very powerful bow, made out of the wood of a tree surrounding the pond where they first met. It was not only powerful but also had the most complex carvings in it u can imagine. The carvings told the story of my parents first meeting, with all the flowers, the grass, the pond, the little dear, my mother, who was still a beautiful young women as far as my memory tells me.
But somehow I earned some of the magical powers of my mother. I woke up in the middle of the night, sweat on my forehead and I had a terrible dream about a demon and the moon. I ran outside the house to see the moon. It was still there. Then I went to my parents room, because I was still afraid and confused. When I entered the room, my mom was sitting up straight and my dad had a arm around her. She was breathing loudly and also had sweat on her forehead. I ran to my mother and asked if she was alright. She did not say anything, but my father said she was.
A few minutes passed, and my mom came to her senses. I told her about my dream and she looked at me, opened her mouth but did not say anything.
It was a very quiet night, we could hear wolfs howling at the moon. And then it struck me, I knew why my mother hadn’t said a word. She had the same dream, it wasn’t a dream, it was a vision a terrible vision.
I ran outside, looking at the moon, it was slowly turning red. Then I heard a terrible sound, a cry, a cry from pains, a lot of pain. It came from the house, my house. It was my mother, she could feel the powers of the old magic, the powers of nature diminish. I could feel she knew what was coming, what terrible future was lying before is.
My mom stood up, and looked at me. “It is time my boy”, she said. Then she looked at my father, who knew what to do. He stood up and came back with his bow, his beautiful bow, and a bag, a big bag with all kind of object, from regular food to, the most rare magical potions.
He said: “Its time my son, my wife, its time to fur fill our destiny!”
I still don’t remember what we did but I have some vague rememeries left. I recall walking, lots of walking, day and days of walking. I know mom and death were having there first fights ever, don’t know about what, but it should be something small. Only now I know what the true reasons where why they where fighting: Its was the power of light and dark, ripping them apart.
Anyway after a few long days we made it to a mysterious and magical place, even I could feel the magical turbulence by the braking moon.
There my mom and dad started a ritual, but I cant remember much of that, but somehow they got me in a timeless dimession, where is would stay for thousand of years, until the balance of the world was back: either light or dark.
But something when wrong, terrible wrong, because after a few thousands of years then spell was losing effect because of the upcoming wars and perhaps my mother diminishing powers.
So I got back to the real world, just two decades away from the wars I am now fighting in. I was only seven, but I could sustain myself, because the was another spell, a permanent spell. My mom and dad sacrificed themselves to give me a part of them: My mothers wisdom and her magical powers, and my fathers strength and his powerful bow. With this I grew up in the wildernis, learning how to respect nature and only taking what she can miss.
But slowly but steadily the forces of the moons also got a grip on me. I slowly turned dark. I started to roam the worlds looking for a cure for the moons, to fur fill my destiny and honour my parents who gave their life for me, in the hope, to bring me a better place.
But I did not get to a better place, so now its my destiny to make it a better place . But after roaming the worlds for twenty years I still hadn’t found a cure for the moons, the only thing I found were the Soldiers of Fortune, we had a common goal and a common story, only they had been around many generations, I was still around from the first generation. From that day I went under the name: ThunderElf. Nobody had to knew my real name, and my real story.
And so the years past, until now, the present. Tensions are getting high between light and dark, and yet again a giant war is about to start.
So here I am on the brink of destruction or victory, only time will tell, while I aid SoF on my quest.
ok guys thats my first version, tell me what u think of it, i wanna know everything, from parts that are not right (story not correct), to typos, and part u just find boring
thanx for reading it
It was a beautiful summers day, the bird were singing the wind blew softly on your skin, it was refreshing, but nor cold, and the weather, there was no cloud in the sky, it was warm but not hot.
There deep in the forest was a young elf man hunting dears, he had a standard bow and went to his regular hunting spot; an open place with a little pond, light green short grass and little green flowers. This was where the dears came to drink and rest, but only today there was something different. When he arrived at this magical place, there was only one young dear, with nice little white dots on his fur. But the was something else it was so beautiful, so beautiful it cant be described. There was a beautiful elfette, sitting at the pond. Just sitting there, enjoying the fresh air, the soft breeze and the flowers. For one moment or maybe two his hearth stopped while looking at her. Then she looked at me and he drowned in her beautiful eyes, never wanting this moment to stop.
Then she said, come further stranger, with her soft voice. I walked towards her, hesitated a second, and continued. Finally he was there, he had nothing to say, neither did she. He sad down. They looked at each other and then at the water, where the young dear was still drinking.
Hours past, without saying a word, fully understanding each other and enjoying the peace and the songs of the birds.
About a year later in a nice small elven settlement you could hear the cry of a baby. That baby was me. I was given the name of Elessar Amandil. I grew up with my mom and dad. My mother was mastering the powers of natural magic, and my dad, mastered the bow. By the time I was 7 he had made a very powerful bow, made out of the wood of a tree surrounding the pond where they first met. It was not only powerful but also had the most complex carvings in it u can imagine. The carvings told the story of my parents first meeting, with all the flowers, the grass, the pond, the little dear, my mother, who was still a beautiful young women as far as my memory tells me.
But somehow I earned some of the magical powers of my mother. I woke up in the middle of the night, sweat on my forehead and I had a terrible dream about a demon and the moon. I ran outside the house to see the moon. It was still there. Then I went to my parents room, because I was still afraid and confused. When I entered the room, my mom was sitting up straight and my dad had a arm around her. She was breathing loudly and also had sweat on her forehead. I ran to my mother and asked if she was alright. She did not say anything, but my father said she was.
A few minutes passed, and my mom came to her senses. I told her about my dream and she looked at me, opened her mouth but did not say anything.
It was a very quiet night, we could hear wolfs howling at the moon. And then it struck me, I knew why my mother hadn’t said a word. She had the same dream, it wasn’t a dream, it was a vision a terrible vision.
I ran outside, looking at the moon, it was slowly turning red. Then I heard a terrible sound, a cry, a cry from pains, a lot of pain. It came from the house, my house. It was my mother, she could feel the powers of the old magic, the powers of nature diminish. I could feel she knew what was coming, what terrible future was lying before is.
My mom stood up, and looked at me. “It is time my boy”, she said. Then she looked at my father, who knew what to do. He stood up and came back with his bow, his beautiful bow, and a bag, a big bag with all kind of object, from regular food to, the most rare magical potions.
He said: “Its time my son, my wife, its time to fur fill our destiny!”
I still don’t remember what we did but I have some vague rememeries left. I recall walking, lots of walking, day and days of walking. I know mom and death were having there first fights ever, don’t know about what, but it should be something small. Only now I know what the true reasons where why they where fighting: Its was the power of light and dark, ripping them apart.
Anyway after a few long days we made it to a mysterious and magical place, even I could feel the magical turbulence by the braking moon.
There my mom and dad started a ritual, but I cant remember much of that, but somehow they got me in a timeless dimession, where is would stay for thousand of years, until the balance of the world was back: either light or dark.
But something when wrong, terrible wrong, because after a few thousands of years then spell was losing effect because of the upcoming wars and perhaps my mother diminishing powers.
So I got back to the real world, just two decades away from the wars I am now fighting in. I was only seven, but I could sustain myself, because the was another spell, a permanent spell. My mom and dad sacrificed themselves to give me a part of them: My mothers wisdom and her magical powers, and my fathers strength and his powerful bow. With this I grew up in the wildernis, learning how to respect nature and only taking what she can miss.
But slowly but steadily the forces of the moons also got a grip on me. I slowly turned dark. I started to roam the worlds looking for a cure for the moons, to fur fill my destiny and honour my parents who gave their life for me, in the hope, to bring me a better place.
But I did not get to a better place, so now its my destiny to make it a better place . But after roaming the worlds for twenty years I still hadn’t found a cure for the moons, the only thing I found were the Soldiers of Fortune, we had a common goal and a common story, only they had been around many generations, I was still around from the first generation. From that day I went under the name: ThunderElf. Nobody had to knew my real name, and my real story.
And so the years past, until now, the present. Tensions are getting high between light and dark, and yet again a giant war is about to start.
So here I am on the brink of destruction or victory, only time will tell, while I aid SoF on my quest.
ok guys thats my first version, tell me what u think of it, i wanna know everything, from parts that are not right (story not correct), to typos, and part u just find boring
thanx for reading it