Post by Tellyna on Dec 3, 2003 22:00:35 GMT -5
This is a story/book that I'm writting with my RP charecter, Tellyna. Hope you enjoy it. 
“Thedrid,” A young elf called as she stepped over branches and twigs, her long blond hair pulled back in braids at the temples, in the normal elf fashion. “Thedrid, this is not the least bit funny!” She called once more, grumbling to herself as her eyes went from sky blue, to ice gray. Her hair was in knots from having to trample through the low hanging underbrush, and her archers skirt was slightly torn and tattered from the encounter with the Orcs.
“You called?” A tenor’s voice replied lazily from behind a bush.
“Thedrid, You, you, you,”
“Oh stop that, you are acting as if I just left you stranded out in the middle of nowhere.” The young Elven archer rolled his green eyes as he uncrossed his arms and looked at his sister.
“Are you not forgetting something dear brother? You did leave me stranded!” The girl accused as she narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms at him. He looked at her, blankly for a moment, and then smirked.
“Oh little sister, have you forgotten? You have roamed these parts of the wood before, why would now be any different?” Thedrid grinned as she stood there for a moment, trying to think of what to say.
“Well… You did leave me stranded!”
“Oh give it a rest Tellyna, the word stranded implies that you have been left in the middle of a large space and do not know your way back from whence you came. You, little one, know the way back, and therefore, are not stranded.” He said, walking past his sister and patting her on the head as he went.
“You are so lucky father made me promise I wouldn’t use magic on you, so lucky!” Tellyna growled as she followed him, not minding much where she stepped, and thus making a lot of noise. Thedrid stopped, gave an irritated sigh, then spun around.
“Do you mind? You are going to scare off all the deer.” He hissed as Tellyna stood taller, and as soon as he turned around, began to mock him in a snotty voice.
“You are going to scare off all the deer…” She repeated snobbishly, raising her upper lip and rolling her eyes. Thedrid sighed again, then continued on, his bow in hand and an arrow mounted. The two didn’t make a sound as they stalked hastily through the brush, Thedrid to hunt, and Tellyna to return home to her magic lessons.
Mother and Father had been teaching her how to create a web, until Thedrid came along and decided that he had to hunt, at which point father made her go with him. She didn’t want deer, she was quite sick of it really, after all, what was so wrong with Lammas bread? She actually found it rather good.
She had lost track of how long they had been walking, so, deciding to wait for her brother in a nearby tree, she began climbing. She let her legs dangle over the edge, closing her eyes and letting the cool breeze rush past her face, wishing she hadn’t ruined another good archer outfit, and her soft leather boots by trudging through mud, but what could one do?
She sat there for quite some time before picking up on her brother’s footsteps. They were a bit slower than normal, indicating that he had gotten what he had come for and that they were now on their way back to Shyriindle. “Happy now that you got what you wanted?” She said, jumping down from the tree branch and following him.
“Oh give it a rest you rabbit.” He shot back.
“Rabbit, I do say, I am most defiantly not a rabbit!” Tellyna argued as Thedrid bit back a smile.
“Well, you certainly do eat like one…” He smirked as Tellyna growled at him, then began stomping loudly behind him. He laughed, he always had fun messing with his little sister, and he knew she hated being called rabbit, doe, and squirrel, even though she did prefer fruits and vegetables over meat.
She also tended to spend most of her time inside at Mother and Father’s lessons, or sitting in a tree somewhere. Thedrid didn’t quite understand why, he preferred to be out with his friends, hunting and having archery contests. He partly despised his sister and mother, because they were both full blood Elven Mages. The only mages in the family were female; magic never did seem to run in the males, only the females. This was another reason for him to be jealous.
They had returned to their home now, the Elven village located up in the trees. They had begun to walk up the spiraling white ash staircase, covered in ivy vines, when a voice called out to Thedrid. “Hey Thedrid, care to join us in an archery contest? Lingreth bets he can beat you.”
“Alright then, we will see if this is true, but first Rowlyre, I must take this buck to my father for preparation in tonight’s meal.” Thedrid said to the blond haired elf. He grinned, his green eyes flashing with humor.
“Very well then, I will tell him you will be out shortly.” He said, casting a short glance at Tellyna, then turning around and running back to the horse corral. Tellyna smiled slightly, out of all of Thedrid’s friends, Rowlyre was her favorite. He never excluded her, and being a mage himself, was always apt to be taught new skills by her mother and father.
Father wasn’t a mage, but he did teach her how to contain her emotions as not to hurt anyone. Mother often helped, while father showed her scrolls and brought her spell books, mother showed her how to properly use her spells, she had also given Tellyna her spell book, which had been cast on to the youngest female in the family. It had belonged to the first Spellsinger in the family, an Elven mage by the name of Morelleah.
But that went thousands of years back into Tellyna’s history. All she knew was that when she came of age, in a few days, she would receive something special from her mother. She didn’t know what it was though, and therefore, could not wait until the half moon in about two days.
They had just reached the stone tree house in which they lived. Their mother stepped out onto the balcony, her long blond hair glistening in the sunlight that slipped through the leaves and branches of the huge oaks. Her dark green gown trailed the ground behind her, and the golden leaf embroidery caused Tellyna to stare in awe. “Thedrid,” She spoke, her voice sounding musical, like the babbling of a brook, “Give the buck to your father, then you may join the other young men near the corral. But I must warn you, your father and I do not wish to have to explain another horse stampede to the high council.”
Thedrid nodded as she said this, then walked inside the enchanted looking structure. She then turned to Tellyna. “I believe we were working on web?”
“Yes,” Tellyna confirmed with a nod, her mother smiled. “I was getting good at it too.”
“So you were, now come inside and let us practice it some more.” She said, her green eyes dancing with liveliness.
“Thedrid,” A young elf called as she stepped over branches and twigs, her long blond hair pulled back in braids at the temples, in the normal elf fashion. “Thedrid, this is not the least bit funny!” She called once more, grumbling to herself as her eyes went from sky blue, to ice gray. Her hair was in knots from having to trample through the low hanging underbrush, and her archers skirt was slightly torn and tattered from the encounter with the Orcs.
“You called?” A tenor’s voice replied lazily from behind a bush.
“Thedrid, You, you, you,”
“Oh stop that, you are acting as if I just left you stranded out in the middle of nowhere.” The young Elven archer rolled his green eyes as he uncrossed his arms and looked at his sister.
“Are you not forgetting something dear brother? You did leave me stranded!” The girl accused as she narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms at him. He looked at her, blankly for a moment, and then smirked.
“Oh little sister, have you forgotten? You have roamed these parts of the wood before, why would now be any different?” Thedrid grinned as she stood there for a moment, trying to think of what to say.
“Well… You did leave me stranded!”
“Oh give it a rest Tellyna, the word stranded implies that you have been left in the middle of a large space and do not know your way back from whence you came. You, little one, know the way back, and therefore, are not stranded.” He said, walking past his sister and patting her on the head as he went.
“You are so lucky father made me promise I wouldn’t use magic on you, so lucky!” Tellyna growled as she followed him, not minding much where she stepped, and thus making a lot of noise. Thedrid stopped, gave an irritated sigh, then spun around.
“Do you mind? You are going to scare off all the deer.” He hissed as Tellyna stood taller, and as soon as he turned around, began to mock him in a snotty voice.
“You are going to scare off all the deer…” She repeated snobbishly, raising her upper lip and rolling her eyes. Thedrid sighed again, then continued on, his bow in hand and an arrow mounted. The two didn’t make a sound as they stalked hastily through the brush, Thedrid to hunt, and Tellyna to return home to her magic lessons.
Mother and Father had been teaching her how to create a web, until Thedrid came along and decided that he had to hunt, at which point father made her go with him. She didn’t want deer, she was quite sick of it really, after all, what was so wrong with Lammas bread? She actually found it rather good.
She had lost track of how long they had been walking, so, deciding to wait for her brother in a nearby tree, she began climbing. She let her legs dangle over the edge, closing her eyes and letting the cool breeze rush past her face, wishing she hadn’t ruined another good archer outfit, and her soft leather boots by trudging through mud, but what could one do?
She sat there for quite some time before picking up on her brother’s footsteps. They were a bit slower than normal, indicating that he had gotten what he had come for and that they were now on their way back to Shyriindle. “Happy now that you got what you wanted?” She said, jumping down from the tree branch and following him.
“Oh give it a rest you rabbit.” He shot back.
“Rabbit, I do say, I am most defiantly not a rabbit!” Tellyna argued as Thedrid bit back a smile.
“Well, you certainly do eat like one…” He smirked as Tellyna growled at him, then began stomping loudly behind him. He laughed, he always had fun messing with his little sister, and he knew she hated being called rabbit, doe, and squirrel, even though she did prefer fruits and vegetables over meat.
She also tended to spend most of her time inside at Mother and Father’s lessons, or sitting in a tree somewhere. Thedrid didn’t quite understand why, he preferred to be out with his friends, hunting and having archery contests. He partly despised his sister and mother, because they were both full blood Elven Mages. The only mages in the family were female; magic never did seem to run in the males, only the females. This was another reason for him to be jealous.
They had returned to their home now, the Elven village located up in the trees. They had begun to walk up the spiraling white ash staircase, covered in ivy vines, when a voice called out to Thedrid. “Hey Thedrid, care to join us in an archery contest? Lingreth bets he can beat you.”
“Alright then, we will see if this is true, but first Rowlyre, I must take this buck to my father for preparation in tonight’s meal.” Thedrid said to the blond haired elf. He grinned, his green eyes flashing with humor.
“Very well then, I will tell him you will be out shortly.” He said, casting a short glance at Tellyna, then turning around and running back to the horse corral. Tellyna smiled slightly, out of all of Thedrid’s friends, Rowlyre was her favorite. He never excluded her, and being a mage himself, was always apt to be taught new skills by her mother and father.
Father wasn’t a mage, but he did teach her how to contain her emotions as not to hurt anyone. Mother often helped, while father showed her scrolls and brought her spell books, mother showed her how to properly use her spells, she had also given Tellyna her spell book, which had been cast on to the youngest female in the family. It had belonged to the first Spellsinger in the family, an Elven mage by the name of Morelleah.
But that went thousands of years back into Tellyna’s history. All she knew was that when she came of age, in a few days, she would receive something special from her mother. She didn’t know what it was though, and therefore, could not wait until the half moon in about two days.
They had just reached the stone tree house in which they lived. Their mother stepped out onto the balcony, her long blond hair glistening in the sunlight that slipped through the leaves and branches of the huge oaks. Her dark green gown trailed the ground behind her, and the golden leaf embroidery caused Tellyna to stare in awe. “Thedrid,” She spoke, her voice sounding musical, like the babbling of a brook, “Give the buck to your father, then you may join the other young men near the corral. But I must warn you, your father and I do not wish to have to explain another horse stampede to the high council.”
Thedrid nodded as she said this, then walked inside the enchanted looking structure. She then turned to Tellyna. “I believe we were working on web?”
“Yes,” Tellyna confirmed with a nod, her mother smiled. “I was getting good at it too.”
“So you were, now come inside and let us practice it some more.” She said, her green eyes dancing with liveliness.
